Many of us prefer to do things with some sort of structure. I happen to be one of them. It seems that once you start to raise a family and responsibility becomes foremost in your life, some of those whimsical things we did as children get lost in the fog.
The man I married, on the other hand, has always maintained a sense of adventure. I really admire that about him, because I am so much the opposite. Between the two of us we have the perfect balance. He is still an Indiana Jones at heart while I am more like Sweet Polly Purebred. I prefer doing things in an orderly fashion, while he can find solutions in chaos. I am resistant to change and he is still ready to explore new horizons.
This could be frustrating to some, but it has really kept our marriage alive for more than half a century. Even though I don’t know if I have any great adventures left in me, I am grateful to God for giving me a man that is always looking for new ones . . . and so the adventure continues.