Being an old lady, I'll give you my situation. We met in '87, married in '93. At first, sure, there was romance....young and in perpetual heat. Now we both forget our anniversaries and birthdays and laugh about it a week or two later when we finally realize it. We've been through it all, good and bad. We've reached that plateau of comfort and know what to expect from each other. Romance? I suppose it's great, but we know how we feel and that's what's important. I hope we have another 37 years.