Finally, there is knowing. I know Walter will throw his laundry just shy of the hamper every night; he'll be late to most appointments and eat the last chocolate in the box. He knows that I sleep with a pillow over my head; I'll lock us out of the house at a regular basis, and I will also eat the last chocolate. I guess our love last because it is comfortable. No, the sky is not bluer: It's just a familiar hue. We don't feel particularly young: we've experienced too much that has contributed to our growth and wisdom, taking its toll on our bodies, and created our memories. 去书内

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    This excerpt deepens the exploration of long-term love, focusing on resilience, mutual understanding, and comfort. After a week of heartache, the narrator finds solace in small joys: gladiolus blossoms, her son’s laughter, and a neighbor’s wedding. She and Walter reflect on life’s cycles, recognizing joys balance sorrows—a key to enduring their relationship. The passage then highlights "knowing" as a cornerstone of their love: they are familiar with each other’s flaws (Walter’s messy habits, the narrator’s forgetfulness) and accept them fully. The narrator concludes their love lasts not for the fleeting excitement of new romance (the sky isn’t bluer, they don’t feel young), but for the comfort of familiarity, shaped by shared growth, wisdom, and memories from decades together. This reinforces the theme that the "best kind of love" is rooted in acceptance and quiet companionship rather than passionate highs.

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