My Mom is a Hugger
My mother absolutely loves hugs. Not a normal, healthy amount of love for hugs. No, she’s crazy for human contact…
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By Jaymi Torrez Dear Husband, I Choose You Every Day for the Rest of Our Lives
We renewed our vows yesterday. Not with a big party in front of all our family and friends. I didn’t…
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Some Days We’re Strangers, Some Days We’re Stronger
Some days we’re strangers. Some days we’re stronger. It’s a feeling I’ve stumbled across in my marriage, particularly after we…
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You Make Our Marriage Work and I Love You More than Ever
I used to write love letters to you. I’d sit in my dorm room for hours, penning pages of poems…
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This Middle Love
I look at you, and I can’t really remember our beginning anymore. That exciting, bubbly feeling that accompanied our firsts…
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Let the Grandparents Overdo It
A while ago, a heavy barstool fell on my daughter's toes. We were up late icing and elevating. I texted…
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The Last Text I Sent Said “I Love You”
I’ve been saying “I love you” a lot recently. Not because I have been swept off my feet. Rather, out…
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He’s Not the Man I Married, but I Love the Man He’s Become
There is a long-standing joke in our family about my first husband. It goes something like this, “My first husband…
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A Mother’s Love is the Best Medicine
When my kids are sick, I watch them sleep and see every age they have ever been at once. The…
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By Loren Ward Thank You for This Sacrificial Love
To lay down one's life, according to the Bible, is the greatest expression of love. Jesus laid down His life…
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By Janet Morris Grimes I Hope Heaven Looks like 3128 Harper Road
Jeannine Ann Eddings Morris grew up in western Kentucky as the oldest daughter of hard-working parents, who both worked at…
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By Her View From Home We Didn’t Go to Counseling Because Our Marriage Had Failed, We Went to Make It Stronger
There were three of us in the windowless room with its faded yellow walls. We were sitting in a triangle,…
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