I wasn't expecting so many people to assume it was all a joke. After all, no one would think to ask a man if that proposal he put so much time and effort into was just for laughs. Is a woman proposing to a man so hilariously misguided that it could only ever be a prank?
We all know there is no turning back. We are not going to remarry each other. We want our daughter to know that we will always love each other, and despite our fractured frame, we are still a family -- and a loving one capable of joy.
Marriage, if it's done right, is for a long time. Make sure you're doing something that will make you happy for a long time.
How happy are you with the life you've created? Are you working a job you hate or building a career that resonates? If you haven't dealt with your own happiness all by yourself, stop reading now. If, however, you know what you want, this is for you.
Never get married because you think it's time; get married because you've found the right person -- no matter how much time that takes.
I don't just want a relationship where I need someone to make me feel whole. That needs to come from within me not from someone else. I think two incomplete people don't make two whole people; they make two unhappy people in one miserable relationship.
While in Sicily something magical happened on one day, without any planning or use of technology... Just me, my husband and two bad photocopies of a picture of my great-grandmother and a street in her village, Sperlinga.
My husband works so hard that he often finds it difficult to keep his eyes open once he gets home. I decided to entertain myself while my better half caught some much deserved shut eye, and thus the Instagram account @MySleepingHusband was born.
Ultimately, I do not care what personal opinions you hold about whether I or anyone in my community should be able to marry, or not. But when you act on that opinion and in any way impinge on our rights to do so, I do care. I will not "tolerate" it. Not now, not ever.
For three days, I didn't brush my hair, I didn't wear makeup and I wore the same pants. Pee splattered on my ankles, and my nails were full of dirt. I gave up on my appearance. Instead, I looked at lakes, mountains and wildflowers. The result? My inner beauty felt alive and healthy.
Then one day while washing dishes, I realized that we had gone eight days without touching each other. Eight days was a quite some time for us. But the thing that bothered me the most was that I hadn't missed it. And I knew that was a problem.
Perfectly reasonable humans turn into walking rom-com tropes when it comes to the future of their relationships.
A couple recently came into my office. On paper, they had a reasonably healthy marriage. Greg had suffered some setbacks at work, and got depresse...
I made a note to myself when I was standing in the middle of a white peach tree to remember the feeling. I wanted to remember the heavy scent, the branches full of leaves and the ripe fruit in my face, beside me and behind me. I wanted to remember laughing.
I've been writing an advice column in some shape or form for close to 10 years now, and I can say with confidence that at least 75 percent of the letters I receive from married people are about issues that could have been avoided if the couples had better communicated their expectations about married life before tying the knot.