Isn’t that exactly what marriage is? A binding contract between two people (traditionally a heterosexual couple with the purpose of procreation) wrought with expectation and impending disappointment and heartbreak.
Me: “How did the surgery go?” Doctor: “Your wife has cancer. She is in the recovery room, do you want to tell her or shall I do it?” Me: “I will tell her.” I saw my beautiful wife, eyes closed like an angel, asleep in the recovery room at the hospital. We were exactly five minutes ...