At 51, after 28 years of waking up in his arms, I was suddenly waking up alone.
The morning cuddles we used to have, the ones where we'd lie there talking for 20 minutes before getting up, were gone.
He started setting his alarm earlier than mine. "Work stuff," he'd say.
By the time I woke up, he was already downstairs with coffee, scrolling his phone, avoiding the bed entirely.
I thought we were drifting apart. That maybe he wasn't attracted to me anymore. That this was just what happened after 28 years of marriage.
So I did what any desperate wife would do, I called my best friend Jessica for advice.
Jessica is a licensed relationship therapist in Chicago. She's helped hundreds of couples work through their problems. If anyone could tell me how to save my marriage, it was her.