As far as sex goes with my wife, Carol, and I, I want more, and she wants less. We compromise, and I get it fewer times than I would like, but I have learned to accept that, and I get it often enough so that it is okay, even though I would like it more. I think Carol's diabetic problems have destoyed her enjoyment of sex, and she just does it as often as she does to try to be kind to me, and I appreciate that. If she did exactly what she wanted we would never have sex, but she is kind to me to allow if for me every other night, and I can live with that. She is a wonderful person, very generous, and has lots of love. She takes very good care of me, keeping me fed and clothed well with clean clothing. She cares about her kids, grandkids, and other people as well. She has a lot of love in her heart. She has trouble believing that she is loved because her mother abandoned her when she was two years old, but she is loved very much. She has provided a lot of emotional support for me. We talk about everything, sometimes loudly!!!! She gives me a feeling of stability. We feel good being with each other, and yes, it is until death do we part. Today is 42 years of being together. We only knew each other only a few weeks and only saw each other a few times before we were married because of work schedules, but it has turned out well, and we are still together, still looking out for each other. She knits, crochets, spins, and reads books, and I drive her crazy with my piano playing, and sometimes she asks me if I couldn't give her a break, and sometimes I do. If I could get by with it I would play the piano all my waking hours, but there are other things that I have to do also, like hauling water for our house, and digging out the root cellar I am building, but when I get tired, my breaks are playing the piano. I like that almost as much as having sex!!!!:roll: