In our wedding vows, we didn’t actually say for better or for worse, or discuss what we’d do when better became worse.
The worst thing about bedbugs isn’t the bugs themselves, or even the painful bites. It’s the isolating way others react when you give them the news.
A military wife keeps her fears to herself and lets her husband keep secret his stories of combat.
Falling in love with someone in the meditation room happens so often that some Buddhists have a name for it: the Vipassana Romance (V.R., for short).
While waiting for the doctor, we kept his body company with stories of the life-cycle events of a long marriage.
Sending my 11-year-old daughter off to school with her “newborn.”
He was 13 years my junior, and I worried that maybe I shouldn’t be playing this game with a heart that would never quite heal.
Knowing where to park is of paramount importance.
Being footloose in life can be costly in love.
A mother of a gravely ill toddler learns that parental love is layered on, with each layer a shield of denial.