Falling in love again
Becoming a relationship detective started with my husband’s new beard. At a party a year ago, he was complimented on it, to which he laughingly replied, ‘Rachel hasn’t noticed yet.’
This wasn’t entirely true – OK, I’d glanced at it quickly. It suited him, but I was busy, so I hadn’t bothered commenting and promptly forgot about it. The beard didn’t need to be fed, paid for or represent a deadline, so I deemed it unimportant.
But his response made me realise that, years ago, I would have said it looked good, or at least given him an opinion. We still love and fancy each other, but we had become so bogged down in the day-to-day that giving him a compliment was something else that hadn’t made my to-do list.
I am not taking all the blame; my husband is just as bad. He used to put his arm around me or take my hand when we were
