Love + Marriage

My husband has three sisters, all of whom are younger than him. I was raised with one older brother, so the younger sister concept wasn't completely foreign to me, but I was exposed to the other side of it...

A few months ago, I finished up a yoga class with a few balance poses. These were not hard poses. They were poses I had done for a while. But for some reason, I couldn't seem to find my...

Oh, newlyweds... That bridal glow! That unmistakable bliss! The happiness that makes people gag! That was all there for my husband and me. But our first year of marriage also was covered with a thick, black blanket of despair. My...

My goal this year is to stop striving to be like "that other mom" and just be me. That is what my kids want. That is what my husband wants. They want more of the mom I was designed to be. The quirky, unorganized, passionate, fun-loving mom that was given to them. I want to be free of trying to be someone that I am not. 

One thing stands out to me: Good relationships should be celebrated and Valentine's Day should be celebrated in some fashion. Whatever fits your relationship, your personalities and where you are in your journey: cute, fun, gimmicky, reflective, serious, sensual, sexual. Whatever fits the two of you the best at that point in your relationship. Have fun with your Valentine's Day, but celebrate each other and what you mean to each other—whatever that is.

In almost twelve years, we’ve weathered some seasons. Good ones, great ones, and some tough ones, too. We’re still here. He walks in, I can tell he’s tired, but he lifts up his miniature princess and kisses her cheek. Our oldest grabs his leg and he tousles his hair in response, while locking eyes with the baby and smiling. He leans over and kisses me, lightly but lovingly, and falls back into a chair. I still find rooms better when he’s in them.

I honestly can't believe it's been 20 years since we stood in front of our family and friends, and said "I do." For richer or poorer, better or worse, in sickness and in health, we pledged our love to...

Thirty-one years ago my husband and I decided to tie the knot on Thanksgiving. In a different country. Back then the term “destination wedding” had not been invented. We just wanted to do something different that involved snorkeling at the...

It happened on the day that everyone needed everything. My babies woke up crying before 6:00 a.m. The attitudes, the crying, the  struggle with breastfeeding, my baby awake while my toddler slept and vice versa. Needs. And then needs....

What to do when everything is changing… Change is good. Change is bad. Change is inevitable… Yada…yada…yada…blah…blah..blah… Right now, I am taking my first breath of fresh air from my ugly and I mean a really ugly cry over a bad...