Island -...: My Wife And I -shipwrecked On A Desert

It forced us to see each other’s fear, each other’s strength, each other’s mortality. It stripped away every distraction and left us with a single, blinding truth: this person is the most important thing in my world, and I have been taking them for granted for twenty years.

By week three, we had a routine. We had shelter (a cave that flooded if the tide went too high). We had food (fish, coconuts, and a particularly disgusting type of sea snail that Eleanor learned to cook without poisoning us). We had water. My Wife and I -Shipwrecked on a Desert Island -...