Discomfort rippled through my body as the woman in front of me poked fun at her “idiot” husband. I could sense his embarrassment, which only increased my uneasiness. I didn’t even know this couple well, and yet I was made privy to some intimate workings of their relationship. From the outside looking in, it wasn’t a pretty picture. Kara’s “pride” at being by Adam’s side ( she spilled chocolate fondue on herself and Adam loved it…) Let’s face it, every relationship endures bumps along the way and...

When your spouse is sick and you live in a “here and now” kind of world, you start to see life in a new way. Cliché as it may sound, our “living in the moment” mentality helped us cope with our fear. It allowed us to find things to love about each other that we may never have seen had we let those precious moments slip away into the hustle and bustle of normal life. Hanna and Dan finding joy post-transplant. During the first few years after Dan’s diagnosis, things went smoothly – that is, he followed the treatment protocol...

Posted on Aug 19 2014 - 9:15am by David

At a café in Greenwich Village we sipped hot chocolate and talked about our hopes and dreams. We had been dating a little over a month now, and we were falling in love. There was an electricity between us as we chatted away. Amber and David cruising. Then, silence. We didn’t know each other well enough to be comfortable with silence, so we fiddled with our cups and looked down. It was awkward. And in that silence played John Mayer’s “Your Body is a Wonderland.” “Oh, I love this song!” Amber piped up. I’m guessing she said...

I used to be like a lot of guys when it comes to checking out women. It’s hard not to look twice or stare long as heels click by. It’s even harder surfing the web or skimming my Facebook newsfeed. A revealing selfie of a woman gets my imagination going and then I’m interested in checking out more things online, until, all of a sudden, I find myself on a porn website. I remember getting hooked on porn beginning in 5th grade. Although I knew I wasn’t supposed to look at it, I always figured it wasn’t harming anyone. Throughout...

I have been very happily married, for almost 5 years, and I’m the mother of one with one on the way. My husband and I don’t have any major problems or issues and we live a tight but comfortable lifestyle. So why is it, when I saw a photo on Facebook, of my ex-boyfriend, I actually felt a pain in my heart? The two of us had a very rocky relationship; it was toxic for both of us. So what’s with this sad emotion? It wasn’t a photo of the two of us together in the past, so I know I wasn’t relieving some bittersweet memory. It was...

“What kind of birth control do you use?” my friend’s new boyfriend asked her as they laid in the darkness of her bedroom. “I pay attention to my signs and take my temperature,” my friend stated, as she explained her all natural fertility awareness method. “Sounds risky,” her boyfriend said rather uncomfortably as they continued to cuddle in the dark. “It’s not,” my friend replied, “it’s just as effective as birth control when used properly,” she continued. The conversation ended there and they both fell asleep....

Five years ago this summer, Dan asked me to marry him and I said “Yes”. Dan was in the middle of chemo and I was beginning a new career. Dan had several months left of aggressive treatment in Pennsylvania and I had just a few weeks before my move-in date in Virginia. Hanna and Dan on their wedding day. When Dan and I made the choice to get married, we could not know for sure what obstacles lay between us and the future we had planned. Yes, he was in the middle of cancer treatment when we got engaged and, yes, it was a three-year protocol...

Sunday mornings can be rough for Adam and I. It often consists of me running around “directing traffic” as I try to get our family ready for church. “Adam, we have to leave in 10 minutes!” I call to him in the shower. “Here, put this on Gabriel,” I say to Adam as I throw him a bunch of clothes. “We need diapers in the diaper bag, and don’t forget the wipes!” I remind him. It usually takes me until we’re all buckled in and driving down the street before I turn to my husband and say, “Thank you for all of your help...

I must’ve spent an hour looking at two different rings. I went into ring shopping wanting to just say, “That looks nice. How much?” But as I stared at the rings the “Four C’s” now filled my head —Color, Clarity, Cut, and Carat. This was a lot more overwhelming than I originally imagined. But, on my way home from the jeweler, the truly overwhelming reality began to settle in: I am actually going to propose to Mimi. It was then that a daunting thought came to my mind, filling me with doubt. It’s a question, but really more...

Posted on Aug 8 2014 - 9:06am by Adam

Since when is it appropriate to wake a sleeping person by poking them in the eye? Or how can a civilized human being think that it’s ok to cannon ball off of a couch into someone’s stomach? Seriously, is it really more comfortable to read a book sitting on my head? That’s a pretty good description of 90% of my conversations with my son Gabriel. He’s two and a half, and it seems that someone told him that dad’s role is essentially an interactive jungle gym. My son sees our relationship as a perpetual wrestling match, and let me...