I’m embarrassed to admit how quickly the giddy awe of marriage faded for me. How fast my husband went from being someone I anxiously prayed I’d find to some guy in my way. I don’t have an exact date but let’s just say I took the phrase “the honeymoon is over” too literally. My cynical…
Before getting married, my idea of camping was sitting in a casual cafe overlooking a lake before returning to a rustic motel. James’ camping experience was quite different. He remembers carrying his tent and food in his backpack and finding a different spot under the stars every night. Yikes! As you can imagine, our first…
My eyes were glued to our mini-van’s glass window, trying to find every possible hotel billboard that mentioned the word “pool.” Who needs Mount Rushmore or Niagara Falls? On a cross-country road trip, as a child, nothing could trump the delight of a massive box of chlorine. Needless to say I grew increasingly skeptical of…
