This is what the husband called me at work to tell me. Why? I think it was his endearing way of indicating he wasn’t mad that I rebuffed his attempt at morning sex.
Save your money, your sanity and your relationship; rethink your Valentine’s Day and how you express yourself in love every day.
The biggest tension in loving, and loving well, lies in your ability to hold fast to your personal standards while simultaneously letting go of your unrealistic expectations of others.
Love is a wild thing; it has many seasons, you have to find someone willing and able to weather them.
This therapist didn’t get us, yet he was trying to "fix" us, and succeeded in almost breaking us. It took my husband nearly a week to convince me that we shouldn’t get a divorce.
We finally went to couples counseling and I finally met the therapist my husband has been seeing for a few weeks, my first impression was: seriously, da hell!?
Day one of another weekend too short in duration and too full in content, which included back-to-school shopping for my incoming kindergartener and incoming first grader. I spent $200 and did not buy a thing for myself. Jesus can you add this to the things that require fixing?
On the final morning of my twenties, I rolled over in bed and faced my husband only to find that he was already awake and creepily staring at me:
Husband: How does it feel?
Me: How does what feel?
Husband: To wake up on the final day of your 20's?
And there it was
Waiting for us all along
Hands held tightly
Lips pressed tenderly
Forgiveness given freely
Joy accessed easily
When he came in close, I inhaled deeply and he smelled of strength and spring.
When we laughed, it was full bellied.
Everyday isn't like today. It should be, but there is some part of me that won't let it. Some part of you that is afraid of it. It's not that we don't want it, but somehow we get in the way of it.