Date at Eight

My husband and I had a difficult time finding childcare when my girls were little. We did not live near family, and we didn’t

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Can of Dates

Confession: I’m a Valentine’s Day scrooge. I hate the colors. I hate the gifts. I hate the way I felt when I was single,

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I See You

Most marriage advice typically follows two trendy patterns: a list so exhaustive it makes you want to cry, or a takeaway so neatly packaged

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It’s Not Just You

I was crying on the toilet for the second time that week. We had been married six months and despite my husband’s tender and

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