I am honored to be called your friend, Juhi. Mine lasted 28 years. No cheating — that I know of and sincerely doubt as my husband was way too transparent for anything so sneaky — but years of watching him turn into a man I no longer knew and did not like. Technically, our marriage lasted 31 years because, although we were separated three years earlier, we had not divorced at the time of his death but then you read about that in my piece This is How We Ended.