Why I Didn’t Marry My “Type”

Why I Didn’t Marry My “Type”

“I know why you dress the way you do.” He couldn’t see me roll my eyes in the dark theater. “Oh really, you just know who I am after meeting me last week?” “Yes.” Who does this punk think he is? I fumbled in my purse and...
Dear Husband, I Don’t Know You Yet

Dear Husband, I Don’t Know You Yet

A lilac bush scraped the glass every time the wind danced through its branches, and with each scrape I paused over the list before me. I was leaned against my hope chest in the sunlight, my bible at my elbow, chewing on the end of my pen as I thought carefully over...
Why My Boyfriend Called My Dad

Why My Boyfriend Called My Dad

When I was single, I asked the guys I dated to call my dad once they wanted to make it “official”. Looking back on those years, I asked myself – did this standard really serve me well? The answer is an unwavering “Yes”. I would not do it...
The Ring, the Bling, and the Next Big Thing

The Ring, the Bling, and the Next Big Thing

“So – when are you guys getting married?” The friendly question was extended with every intention of kindness, but I swallowed it like razorblade soup. “We aren’t sure yet,” I responded. “We want to have everything in order...