Posted on Sep 23 2014 - 9:00am by Heather

I was 24 and a single mom and I needed to find a way to provide for my 1-year-old daughter. My boyfriend had decided it was time for us to take a break—and it was time for me start thinking about the kind of person I wanted to be. So I started thinking about going back to school for a degree. I knew I wanted to do something with health care, I just didn’t know...

My husband was a year ahead of me in college, and when we first met, we hardly knew each other’s friends. But as our relationship deepened after we started dating, my husband’s friends quickly adopted me into their group and he made the effort to get to know my good friends too. We soon discovered that making a make a conscious effort to familiarize ourselves...

The college laundromat is like the watering hole or well from ancient times: it’s where you find the singles. So naturally, that’s where I met my first boyfriend. As our perfect romance played out, I thought I had found the man I would spend the rest of my life with—but it only took a moment to discover I wouldn’t. It all started when a friend mentioned...

During my first semester of college, I found myself in a therapist’s office being treated for depression after breaking up with a high school boyfriend. I told the therapist I felt lost without him, even though I knew he was not the “right one.” She instructed me to write an essay describing “your ideal man, your prince charming.” After writing it, I remember...

No matter who you are, cancer has surely impacted your life in some way. You probably hate it and wish scientists would find a cure already. And I would have to agree with you. Cancer hurt me. It caused unimaginable pain, suffering, anxiety, heartache, and fear. It royally screwed things up. Hanna and Dan standing up to the challenge 10 days post transplant. If it...

Posted on Sep 16 2014 - 9:00am by Amber

Glued to my dumb phone. I’m in my mid-twenties and I still have a dumb phone. It’s the same phone I’ve had since high school. Call me cheap, call me sentimental—but I like my phone. I recently dropped it in the washing machine but it revived after a week of soaking in a pot of dry rice. I was especially thrilled about this, because it meant that I didn’t...

Football season is one of my favorite times of the year. There’s something about the display of natural aggression like a defensive linemen sacking a quarterback or a running back breaking a tackle that pumps up my testosterone. While I am amped to watch my team hit its opponent hard opening week, it’s to my dismay to see and find out at the same time all what’s...

Posted on Sep 12 2014 - 9:00am by Joey

I spent most of my childhood feeling totally alone. My Dad —once a proud Marine and the man of the family —was unemployed, after losing two good, stable jobs, and lost in a deep depression. My mom spent all day in bed, addicted to pain medication, and my sister was also spiraling into depression. In middle school I dealt with loneliness by volunteering at a haunted...

“Marriage is a wonderful institution,” said Groucho Marx, “but who wants to live in an institution?” If marriage is like an old people’s home, where you grimace your way through for better or worse obligations, I’d be scared of marriage too. But when I married my wife, Amber, I experienced something different: I discovered friendship set on fire. Amber...

Dan and I loved with humility and sacrifice. In the past few weeks I have written about the parts of my relationship with Dan that hopefully inspire. In the interest of keeping things light this week, I’ve decided to highlight a part of our relationship that makes us a normal, every day couple: the way we complimented each other. Dan and Hanna. I remember Dan’s...