Sid and his soul mate
"Ok, let me be more specific. I just feel we meet different people through our lives and certain partners are more suited to us during specific phases in our lives. I can't imagine some of the guys I liked in school or college having the same appeal as they did earlier!" I looked at him and he had a silly grin on his face, "You're thinking of one of your past crushes on our anniversary, you jerk"! He snapped out of it quickly and hurriedly tried to cover up, "No, no was just thinking of the time I first saw you!" I glared at him and chose to ignore this interruption, "Anyhow, as I was saying. Relationships need work and you work well with some people better than others. As we get older, we have more defined versions of who we want to be with and try and hopefully things work out well with the person we choose to be with". He still looked a bit hurt, "So we're not a match made in heaven, you're not the butter to my bread and so on?" I scratched Mia's belly and offered him some fresh cotton for his nose, "Of course I'm the butter to your bread et all, I love you (somedays more and somedays less!) and we choose to be with each other and make it work. Of course you give me enough reason to want to make it work, but if you had met someone else who you got along with fairly well and got married to them, I'm sure you'd still be happy". It seemed to make a little more sense to him since the horrified expression had left his face and the cotton was still firmly lodged in his nose.