I’m not the cynical type. I’m the excited-about-life-and-follow- your-dreams sort of person. I had found my quirky-yet-remarkable prince on a white horse, and he had whisked me off into the sunset. But as the sun rose anew on our first married morning in our new home, only one of us …
When I was in high school, my best friend and I used to talk about what kind of life we wanted. We’d use hand gestures to show it: she wanted a predictable, steady life, like if you put out your hand to make a long, flat plateau. I wanted a …
My first night at college, one of my roommates went around meeting everyone on our co-ed dorm floor. The college had accidentally admitted too many freshmen that year, so they had to overfill our dorm regardless of the fire code. Instead of two students per room and six students per …
I’ll never forget my first kiss. I was 13 and there was a little youth center in our town, just down the hill from where I lived. A bunch of us would hang out there after school and on the weekends to play pool and watch movies, and I’d bike …
Okay, that intro was heavy. Let’s back up for a minute. I grew up the fifth of five children and have lived a charmed life. My brothers and sisters wore my parents down, so by the time I came around 11 years later, life was easy. My siblings gave my …
The fact that you have this in front of you means that my husband, a very private person, made the heroic choice to allow his life to be read by you. Please respect his courage in allowing such transparency to move mountains in the lives of others, as we’ve struggled …
