I read someone else's love letters this week. Two unbelievably adorable, intelligent people fell in love between the lines of their blog posts. They wrote about Big Things and God and Love in the Hard Places and Redemption and Philosophy, and all the while...
Read moreMy Sister's Wedding
I never saw her in her wedding dress. Well, not really. Only through the pixels of a fuzzy computer screen, a friend holding me up to her face as she cried yes to her dress. But I never saw her in it - and definitely missed the train bustle tutorial - until the day she was a bride.
And this is the face I made.
Read moreBurning the love letters
I read someone else's love letters this week. Two unbelievably adorable, intelligent people fell in love between the lines of their blog posts. They wrote about Big Things and God and Love in the Hard Places and Redemption and Philosophy, and...
Read moreThe marriage bed
When Matt first brought me home to the brownstone apartment in Oak Park, we laid down in the marriage bed belonging to his grandparents. It was thick and dark, heavy old wood, storing memories like secrets we would never know. I guess you would call it mid-century, all clean lines and right angles and the start of our prairie life together.
Unfortunately, we broke it less than a year in, the victim of a tickle fight. I swear.
Read moreWe do marriage counseling (and 5 signs it may be time)
image above: courtesy of Verite Photo.
So now you know Matt and I do marriage counseling. While we haven't found an Irish counselor yet, I'm wondering if it's time to do the leg work necessary before a crisis hits. Here's our personal 5 signs when it's time for us to go back to marriage counseling:
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