We hadn’t been dating long when I popped a question. “How can I show you that I love you better?” I chirped bravely to my boyfriend as we sped down the freeway at sunset. While it wasn’t the question, give me credit: it’s a hard question to ask. Because what if I was bad at love? Indeed, love was nowhere…
The first time my husband and I moved was two days after our honeymoon. We loaded up a trailer with our wedding gifts and other odds and ends and set off to drive three hours to where Derek had lived. We picked up another load of stuff and headed another three hours to our new…
When I was a newly wed, my in-laws gave my husband and I a journal. You see, every month they did what they called a “Special Event.” Each one took a turn to plan a special date or event to do with the other. They encouraged us to begin this tradition as well and write…
I’ve heard it said that confession is good for the soul, so here I go: I’m a terrible driver. I know the stereotype, that men are supposed to be proud of their directional and driving skills, but really, I’m such a bad driver that my inner compass is overshadowed by the horrific way I take…
This summer, my husband and I will celebrate our first anniversary, but this isn’t going to be one of those stories telling you the 10 things I learned in my first year. I don’t have five things I’d do differently or three lessons to share with you. Because the most important part of our first…
