My husband went to the supermarket

could I forget? I bought that awful instant coffee, and you nearly ended the relationship.”

“I did not!” I protest. “I just strongly suggested we shop separately.”

“Well,” he says, sipping his tea, “look how far we’ve come.”

I smile. It’s true. That memory feels like a lifetime ago. Back then, we were still learning each other, tiptoeing around boundaries,continue reading …