Today is my mom and dad's 31st wedding anniversary. Thirty-one years is forever. I can't even handle the same person for one year, let alone 30 more. As evidenced by my entire relationship history.
What my parents have is exactly what I want. I search for their relationship in every relationship of my own. I don't find it. Obviously. It's rare. And it's special.
I wish for them 31 more years, but that's mostly for selfish reasons. I intend to still be around in 31 more years, and I don't want to exist in a world where they don't.
So happy anniversary to my favorite parents on the planet. I love you.