By AMANDA GOLDBERG
A few weeks ago, my husband James* and I were heading home after a friend’s birthday party. I had arrived to the party late, so on the post-party subway ride, James updated me on what happened in my absence. Specifically, he told me about a conversation he’d had with another friend of ours.
“She likes The Replacements!” he shared, giddily. “I never knew we had the same taste in music.”
I smiled. “And she’s pretty, too.”
“Well, yeah,” James grinned back.
“Aww, you have a crush on her, don’t you?” I teased.
“Maybe a little,” he confessed, before moving on to other topics.
For some couples, this exchange may have led to a longer discussion about fidelity and commitment. But James and I have always talked openly about crushes. We’ve never operated under the assumption that there’s no one else in the world that we find attractive or appealing. Over the seven years that we’ve been together, we’ve both developed passing crushes on others, but none of those feelings have ever developed into larger ones. I believe this is because James and I acknowledge our crushes as they happen, rather than hide them from each other or deny their existence.