Knowing already what today is, I wasn’t wild about seeing the automated greeting from Facebook: “Happy Anniversary!” Below the allegedly joyous greeting was a collage of photos selected by a contrived formula executed by a computer. This is one of those moments when a Hallmark card falls short, when the greatest gift pings like Sal’s…
My husband Isaac is a realist, and I am more of the romantic, dreamer type. I watch all the “happily ever afters” in movies and believe that could be real life. Which is why it should not surprise you that I truly believed Isaac and I would be married in heaven after death, and Isaac…
When Ted and I got married, he had a very specific way he liked his T-shirts folded. That would be front side out. The rationale being that he could easily see from the closet shelf which T-shirt he was grabbing. He didn’t need to unfold them in order to figure out if he’d correctly pulled…
Advertising to the bridal community has done a wonderful job repackaging marriage. In many instances, a wedding has been whittled down to a meager exchange of friendship hearts between best friend or posh celebration at the latest venue . Thumbing through a bridal magazine, brides have clear complexions, effervescent smiles and trim silhouettes. Grooms aren’t vilified;…
In the seventh year of our marriage my husband and I were contemplating divorce. We had reached a stage where we were finding it difficult to be civil to each other and all pretense of praying together or caring for each other had fallen by the wayside. Ours was a marriage that had been prophesied…
