Let’s get real honest. Marriage is hard work. Theme music does not play when your husband walks in the door from work, and a photomontage of all your good times doesn’t roll as he…
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I should have known when he showed up with Levi’s and roses he was a keeper – the Levi’s on his hips and the flowers in his hands. It was my birthday or close…
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“What are you going to do with that?” she reached her wrinkled hand across the generations between us and placed it on mine. “Umm. Throw it away?” I said in more of a question…
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Let’s admit it. No matter how good your marriage is, sometimes it needs a fresh coat – like your toes. When you get a great pedicure, do you keep it forever saying, “I have…
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“Ugh, my hair needs cutting, and I look fat,” I spoke to the mirror while trying to make sense of the haystack of hair floating around my head. “Ah-hem.” My husband cleared his throat…