Love + Marriage

"Mama, what's your name?," my precious, chubby-faced toddler asked me. I told him that my name was Reshae. "No, you not Reshae, you my Mommy!," he responded. At that point in my life, he was so right -- I...

May 24, 2008. I’m 22, a freshly minted college graduate with an English degree and no job prospects. Jeremy, my groom, is also 22, also newly graduated, and also jobless. Our real diplomas haven’t even arrived in the mail...

Parenting roles aren’t gender specific anymore. Nowadays, it seems that the majority of parents believe that “teamwork makes the dream work.” Responsibilities that once were handled by one parent or the other, now have a blended, all-hands-on-deck approach.  In our...

Marriage is an odd, unique concept. You find a person who you love so much that you make a lifelong commitment to them. I know not every marriage lasts a lifetime, but normally that's the goal at the beginning....

Being a widow at 20-years-old was not in my childhood, prince charming-filled dreams. Neither was becoming a mom at 18 years of age. The people who were around after the funeral told me that being a widow must feel...

My love affair with IKEA first began overseas when I purchased an iconic POÄNG chair, used, for only $20. Before I moved back to America, I sold the chair, but I later found the same style and even the...

Ready to shake up date night a little bit, but are you caught in the constant struggle of never knowing what to do with those precious hours away from your offspring? We *try* to make date night a priority...

Last May, with most of my belongings in storage, I loaded my two boys and our 80 pound Rhodesian Ridgeback in the minivan and headed into the next little chapter of our lives – a near-epic road trip meant...

I remember laughing with a work colleague when we found out a married couple we knew were actually years younger than us. How could people younger than us be married? Both of us were on the verge of our...

Oh, how I love my husband, and the great Man above knows I do with all my heart and soul. But I promise, if my husband says to me, “What are you so stressed about?” one more time...really? Why...