I will never stop missing him. I will never stop thinking about him. I will try to remember how he smelled like the Irish Spring soap he showered with, how his long toes looked more like fingers, and I will always remember how our time together was filled with lots of laughter and affection.
A year later, I have added a bunch of new mantras to my playlist. The voices in my head are still funny and sarcastic, but I love them the most when they channel their sassy and sexy sides and whisper things like "Go ahead, you have time for a little unexpected pleasure right now."
This year marks 18 years with my best friend and wife Megan. Just like everyone else, we have been through a lot together -- mostly good, some bad. Just like you, I'm a work in progress and don't have this all figured out. Here are a few things I've learned along this journey.
Start at 6:00 a.m. This is going to be a long day but those few minutes (aim, high, young man!) of bliss are going to be worth it. Keep your eye on the prize. I repeat, keep your motherf*cking eye on the prize (this can be a literal translation).
While "lean in" and "keep an open mind" can be great bits of advice in many walks of life, where relationships are concerned sometimes a bit of negativity is the more positive choice. Here are ten times the power-call answer is often a strong, uncompromising "no."
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This past spring weekend my husband and I celebrated Valentine's Day -- belatedly. On February 14th, we had planned a romantic evening at a nice restaurant where we would also celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary. Instead we ended up in a snow bank.
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On the outside, my life at 35 looked great -- a promising career, a doting partner, an elegant home, things, vacations, a big engagement ring, money in the bank.There was just one problem: I wasn't happy.
While I'm aware that keeping a certain amount of privacy is crucial to maintaining some mystery and longing, relationships fare best when people err on the side of transparency.
"I'm tired of a being a wife," my friend Leanne said over our first glass of Pinot Grigio as the band started to play. "I'm tired of being a mother. I need a break!" I knew exactly what she meant.
Let's face it, people get very competitive about their orgasms, as if they were climbing Mount Everest. Did you summit? Or did you only make it to base camp? Did you need an oxygen tank? Grappling hooks? A sherpa?
Very soon, our daughter will be married. In my life, I have attended only a handful of weddings where I was certain it would last. This will be one of them. And yet, since we reached the halfway point in the planning, I've found myself wishing to offer some parting gift of wisdom.
As we finish finals and return our rented textbooks, we not only check-in to summer mode, but also enter the most dangerous period for romantic relationships. Now is the time when things either get serious or fall apart.
I always knew that after I had finished up a good romp in the hay with my husband, I glowed. The increased blood flow, the exertion, the release of endorphins. But what I didn't know was that having sex was helping me stave off the effects of aging.
I cry when I remember that one morning when he took his right hand in my left, and his left around my waist, and slow danced in my kitchen to silence after I'd just spent several minutes raging over an angry email from my ex. Now, all I can think about is how those rough hands softened me time and time again.