This morning, during Morning Prayer, I said a little prayer for our married relationship, it being Valentine's Day and all. Nothing wrong with romance, even when you've been married for well over 30 years.
Then I figured, I may as well pray for the relationships of my siblings while I'm at it. But that quickly got complicated: two of them have been separated from their spouses for many years; one currently is going through a divorce; one is on his second marriage (which seems solid enough); the other two seem to be happily married. So a bit of a mixed bag.
Among my parents' generation, my parents have been happily married for 60+ years; another uncle and his wife for 50+ years, seemingly equally happy; another has been divorced for decades; and the other is on her second marriage which, from my rather distant vantage point, perhaps could be better.
As for my kids: they're all in their 20s. One has some sort of ambiguous relationship which, if there is romance and intimacy involved, he hasn't revealed it to us yet. The others have nothing cooking: no boyfriends, girlfriends, or even dates. I think the whole relationship-attachment thing is screwy for that generation. This NY Times article from a day or two ago: "Have more sex, please!" doesn't necessarily hit the bulls-eye when it comes to romance and happiness, but it does discuss the curious asexuality of that generation.
I prayed for all of them anyway, even if not all their relationships conform to society's Valentine's Day ideal. Romance doesn't happen to all of us all the time, but it's nice when it's there, and it's worth working for.
Happy Valentine's Day.