Getting old does suck, but the alternative isn’t great, either.
That’s an awesome story. We also had the stereotypical “girlfriend/french fries” scenario. From our first date, whenever I got something with fries, I turned my plate so that the fries were toward her, so she could get to them easily. It wasn’t a huge thing, but she mentioned several times that it made her feel connected to me that my first inclination was to include her and share with her, basically subconsciously.
As has been made clear around here, I’m a borderline autistic jackass but being around her made me almost normal. She didn’t meet my family for six months. I told her that no one who knows me, literally no one, would believe her if she told them how much I talk to her or how affectionate I am with her or how much I compromise with her. And no one did until they saw it. Right after my daughters met her and we spent the evening together, my younger daughter sent me a Snapchat with a surprised look and a “Who are you?” caption.
She was fucking magic.