Love + Marriage

COVID has rolled in like a giant wave.  It’s changed us.  Some for the better, some not. There is talk about how it is affecting relationships, people are bonding and developing deeper relationships – or deciding that they need to...

There is nothing quite as awful as telling friends, family, or co-workers that you are getting a divorce. Responses can range from shocked to sad to curious, but one thing that every single reacting person has in common, is...

Now that my time with my boys is limited both by custody arrangements and work schedules, I really strive to have that quality over quantity interaction with my kids and feel they deserve a mama who’s going to be present over perfect.

I never thought in a million years that my life would have taken the twists and turns that it has. I have a big imagination, but I never imagined nor planned on doing this parent thing or life on...

This morning I rushed out of the house. My son, who was characteristically unpredictable on the first day back from his dad’s, was beginning to storm. We were on a precipice. My hands were ridiculously full. My daughter was...

Not too long ago, I went to a bridal shower for one of my friends and was caught off-guard when one of the other guests suggested we all give our best marriage advice to the bride-to-be. I was youngest...

So, take it from me, who should have followed her mother's advice: Always Work. Work doesn't necessarily have to mean working for pay outside the home. But don't let too much time go by without being involved with something.  And when you do, record it and get references.

I have a confession: I am terrible at small talk. It’s like I walk into a party or a casual get together with acquaintances and I literally forget how to speak! If we could simply dive into a personal and meaningful...

This advice is not for everyone. I am simply sharing a piece of my experience below. I am in a good place in life right now and I am walking out of the storm. I share this with you to...

In almost twelve years, we’ve weathered some seasons. Good ones, great ones, and some tough ones, too. We’re still here. He walks in, I can tell he’s tired, but he lifts up his miniature princess and kisses her cheek. Our oldest grabs his leg and he tousles his hair in response, while locking eyes with the baby and smiling. He leans over and kisses me, lightly but lovingly, and falls back into a chair. I still find rooms better when he’s in them.