The Next Twenty Years

Twenty years together now!
There's no way to foresee what life together will look like twenty years in the future when deciding to walk in loving partnership with someone. I lived with my parents for a mere seventeen. This family, our family, is my story now. Not the marriage chapter of a longer story, but the dominant theme, the underlying framework, the core of the plot, to which our families of origin were merely a brief preparatory prequel.
Instead of measuring time in developmental milestones: honeymoon, early jobs, child-bearing years, 7-year hump, etc., I'm now thinking about the next twenty years. What else will we build on this solid, stable framework of relationship? The possibilities are endless. Though we each change and develop, and often in different directions, those changes merely add color and texture to an ever-expanding mosaic. (Hopefully enriching more than fading the overall creative piece.)
I would never have imagined much of what the last twenty years has held for us. My heart wonders now what the next twenty will hold.