The Dark Bathtub: #3

It had been many years since their marriage; since that first flush of new love; since that so called "honeymoon" period. True it had not always been easy, but who's life had? What mattered was that they were still here. Still together. United. No matter how many sunrises and sunsets they saw, no matter the moments of despair or happiness, they had each other to guide them through, to hold on to. They hold on to each other now, for balance as well as comfort. The years have been kind to them both, but old age catches up with them all. The shoulders begin to hunch and the steps becomes slower, more cautious. But they still did everything together and they had each other to support them, to tether them to life.