Yesterday was our anniversary. 26 years. Just another day for him. No card, nothung special. I got him a card and wrote a loving note , wishing for things to be like they used to be . He read it and tossed it aside with the other mail without comment. He opened the gifts I’d gotten him and expressed some interest because they were things he had wanted. He gave me a perfunctory kiss and said thanks and our anniversary celebration was over. I slept on the couch last night and he doesn’t get it.