My wife, Susan and I, have also just been married a little over two years. I’m 51, she’s 47, and we’re like two kids. She is the best thing that ever happened to me. No hyperbole here — I find myself looking at her, when she’s asleep, and saying, “Thank You, Thank You,” over and over to God.

I think that the best advice we got was simple, almost a cliche. If it is, it got to clichedom the old fashioned way — it earned it by being true.

And that was, “Don’t let the sun go down on your anger.”

Make up before you go to bed. If you have been given the grace of being able to laugh at yourself, well, then, become a ninja at it. That will come in awfully handy.