Mark and I have been married now for 23 incredible, beautiful, trying, tear-filled, sleepless night, romantic, tender, loving, sacrifice filled years. He is truly my best friend and eternal companion in every sense of the word. People watch us as a couple and know without a doubt that we completely adore each other. I bring this up because appearances are right, but that doesn't mean we haven't had our trials.  Last night Mark leaned over and kissed me; a quick and yet tender heart filled "I love you with everything in me" kind of kiss. Our oldest son remarked that he wanted that. (He loves to tease about his lack of affection he has going on at the moment) I commented to him that he was right, 23 year old romance is amazing! So, what makes our marriage work? How have we survived the myriad of trials of every kind that has been thrust at us over the last almost quarter of a century? This is a topic that I have spent a lot of time pondering as of late.  There has...