The point is that we love each other more than anything.
I would rather do everything from folding washing to travelling the world with him.
We laugh in bed until we cry over silly things and in the next breath we are debating current affairs.
He is so kind to my mother who suffers with mental illness, encouraging her to stay for months at a time and he does things like get up at 5 am to take her to see different sunrises.
We have stood by each other's side through various illnesses and have seen each other at our worst.
There is no one on this planet I would rather do life with.
So yes, we have sex with other people once a month. The other 28 plus days, we are together, experiencing a beautiful relationship.
I respect your opinion, but I couldn't give a toss that we are sexually incompatible when every single other aspect of our lives makes me feel incredibly lucky.
You can love someone, you can be in love with someone, you can also be attracted to someone and the sex just not work out for various reasons. Could be kinks, could be trauma, could be anything.
The choice we have made works amazingly for us, and has done for years now.