Seven years of love.
Then the real work began.
The first years were effortless. The oxytocin rush, the butterflies, the can't-stop-thinking-about-you phase. Science calls it "passionate love" — and neurochemistry research shows it peaks in the first 18 months, then gradually fades by year three to seven.
By year seven, we were still deeply in love — but something had shifted. The automatic chemistry that once carried us had quieted. We realized: love wasn't going to sustain itself. We needed couple routines. We needed to choose connection, deliberately, daily.
"Every morning we open the window, welcome the day together, and start breathing — hand in hand. The first positive routine of the day. Our nervous systems align before the world pulls us apart."
What started as a quiet experiment on a Sunday morning became the most precious part of our day. We now look forward to it more than coffee. More than checking our phones. More than anything that follows. Fifteen minutes that belong only to us.