Marriage, Me

A Letter From My Husband

My husband wrote a letter to me. About me. First let me say, I got his approval to share this. Trust me, I know how scary it can be to share written thoughts. I have a pep talk with myself each time I share a blog post. It's like freeing little thought butterflies. You think… Continue reading A Letter From My Husband

Marriage, Me

For Better, For Worse, and All the Mess In-between

We are coming up on ten years of marriage. Add six years of dating prior to that and I've pretty much been doing life with this person forever. I'm cool with that. He's not too bad. We mostly get along. I even love his dirty socks on the floor. (If you didn't read that one,… Continue reading For Better, For Worse, and All the Mess In-between

Marriage, Me

Celebration

... because forever love is beautiful. She sat alone. Like shy flowers in the table's center, she's often noticed but quickly forgotten. From across the room he was in awe of her delicacy. Extending his strong hand and a warm smile she obliged, hesitantly. His brilliant eyes won her over. Dancing for 50 years, with… Continue reading Celebration

Marriage

The Only Gift

I still remember our first Christmas together. I won't dare say how many years ago it was. Fine...15. (See, now I'm all sad wondering how 15 years have gone by so quickly. I'll just push that down until later.) I wanted to impress this new guy. I got so many great, thoughtful, expensive gifts. A… Continue reading The Only Gift

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Love Sprinkles

We'll be celebrating 10 years of marriage next year. That concept has yet to actually make sense in my brain. I remember hearing people speak of 10 year anniversaries and it seemed like such a futuristic event in my mind. Like flying cars and robots cleaning the house. I just never pictured myself in that… Continue reading Love Sprinkles

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Beyond the Fabric

Can dirty socks bring joy? Being married to someone really takes love and dedication. It's taking two lives that made it many years on Earth apart and sticking them in a confined space together to figure it out. It's finding out the other folds towels different (and wrong). It's learning each other's routine and strange… Continue reading Beyond the Fabric

Marriage, Me

Rogue One: An Imperfect Date Story

(You'll understand the title a little later. It makes me chuckle a little too hard.) At one time, I had extra time to get all dressed up for a date, including actually shaving my legs. I'm talking really shaved, not just the quarter leg quick shave. I could look close in a mirror to pluck… Continue reading Rogue One: An Imperfect Date Story