In about a week, my husband and I will notch our second anniversary. Here are five of the biggest things that I learned during our newlywed years.
When someone caught my interest at 28, I found I did not have a grasp on what love really was.
I've got a confession to make: My husband and I speak a different language. At least, some days it seems like that.
I am scared of you. Terrified, in fact. This is the time where it seems necessary to PROCLAIM that THE BOY has given his rubber-stamp approval to this post. Not-so-surprisingly, he knows all of what I'm about to say. Lucky him, he's been front-seat-center-row for all of the FEARS, DOUBTS and CRAZINESS. You're welcome, Georgia. … Continue reading Dear marriage,
Thank you, sincerely, from the bottom of my heart for creating a RIDICULOUS and UNREALISTIC set of expectations that no real man could ever fulfill. No, really, thanks.