I'm a happily married (second time around) boomer-aged woman. I'm kind to my husband. I'm always on his team. Why not? He's a loving husband and he gladly puts up with all my foibles. I really do wake up every morning and think about what I can do today that will put a smile on my husband's face. And he reciprocates -- in spades. I find myself in the minority.
Like in many marriages, our glowing honeymoon period had a shelf life. And today, although we continue to share a deep and abiding affection and connection, I've come to realize that I've started doing what I never thought I'd do -- take my husband and relationship for granted. And I think a lot of people do the same.