The story chronicles the wedding of two people who met at their children's preschool. They became friends. The spouses became friends. They went on family vacations together. Then they apparently fell in love and left their spouses to be married to each other.
I believe VERY much in vows. In promises. I am proud of the vows I made to my husband. My husband is AWESOME.
I don't believe that every marriage can work out. I don't believe every marriage SHOULD work out. People change. Circumstances change.
However, I don't like the tone of the above story. I think it is almost celebrating the fact that these two people broke up two perfectly good marriages because they liked each other better.
I think people need to take more personal responsibility when it comes to things like this.
I have no issue in you ending your marriage because it's not working, you've worked on it and you still can't fix it. I have no issue with you getting married again. I of course want everyone to be happy. Happy is great. Marriage is proven to make people happier, I'm all for it.
What I don't like is the sort of dirty side to the above story. How hurt the respective spouses must have been. How confused the children must have been and probably still are.
If this is your life, then that's great, I just don't think it belongs in the vows section of the New York Times.