We sat across the glass top table in the dining room at my grandmother’s house, which we were renting at the time. Sweet Gra’ma let us paint the whole house whatever color we wanted. And rip up the carpet to paint the slab. I honestly credit a great deal of my decorating sense to the

One weekend on a trip home for my twenty first birthday, Josh took me out on a date to celebrate. He elaborately planned for us to relive our firsts: First date – dinner at Logan’s Steakhouse. I felt like this was a little lame for my twenty first birthday. Then he had procured our church

I’m going to take a brief pause from our story this week to tell you about how Wonder Woman made me cry.  Josh and I love super hero movies. We know, we know. The plot is predictable; the stories essentially repeat themselves over and over again; and the scripts are always borderline cheesy. But this is why

Josh and I fell right back into our relationship, but in a new and better way – at first. I started sending him a “Question of the week.” There were things, I realized, that we still didn’t know about each other. Real and important things that we needed to learn and know. So, I started

Three to six months passed. It’s all a little fuzzy because we fizzled more than we split. Josh dated around and scratched whatever wild itch HE had. I dated – I don’t really know if you can call it that. I spent time with other guys. One of them was smart, kind, and quietly funny

If it isn’t already clear by the rolled bangs and baby face, Josh and I were, by almost every definition of the term, “late bloomers.” We were church kids. Fly under the radar kids. Do the right thing kids. It’s just who we were and how the chips landed for us. Or rather, it’s how

The interesting thing about our relationship is that after that first “he picked the other girl” hooplah, I only remember Josh as part of my life. I don’t remember a lot about how our relationship progressed. We were sixteen – still so, so young, still learning so, so many things. Sometimes I wonder if our

I went to high school in the late nineties. My dad has always worked in technology and computers, and at that time he owned his own company. So, we had a lot of computers at our disposal. When I was a sophomore in high school, my parents allowed me to have one in my room.

Stay struck a chord. Your response was unexpected and has pushed me to move forward on a project I’ve been thinking about for a while. Marriage is hard. It’s one of the most challenging climbs any of us will make in this life. It’s chocked full of surprises, disappointments, challenges, and victories. Mostly it’s just chocked