On love: For the odd couples and the free spirits and the ones who never thought they’d make it

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My husband and I celebrate our first wedding anniversary this month, after some four and a half years, and one child, together. To the average person, this isn’t a big deal. To a commitment-phobe like me, it’s a lifetime—and it’s also a milestone I thought we’d never reach.

I don’t write about us very often, partly because I think it’s tempting fate – I’ve seen too many couple express their undying love on social media only to break up a short while later – and partly because I still remember what it was like to be single and lonely, (which wasn’t all my singledom, but a good chunk of it), and how smug PDAs can seem when you’re in that place. But the fact we’ve survived for as long as we have—and grown closer together rather than apart—amazes me as much as it must amaze those around us.

The truth…

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