My biggest fear is knowing that one day, he will no longer remember my name or who I am. I do all I can to prepare for this moment, but I know, when that time comes, it will be the worst day of my life.
Valentine's Day is fraught with tensions and anxieties no less dramatic than those experienced by adolescents but are more successfully controlled, repressed and managed -- but the anxieties are under the surface nevertheless
We need to create more space for generosity in our lives. On Generosity Day you have permission to dip your toe in the water of generosity for the first time; or if the urge strikes you, you can be absurdly kind, foolishly caring, outlandishly giving.
Today, imperially minded politicians, egged on by religious conservatives, are denying American citizens their basic right to marriage. Although claiming to be informed by God, they are simply using God as a patsy to support their own agenda of discrimination and prejudice.
Ever since the story of Adam, Eve and their Garden was crafted, readers have returned to the first couple time and again to figure out how all couples should act. On Valentine's Day, interpretations of their story serve both as cautionary tales and as inspiration for couples in the 21st century.
If only we could learn to see ourselves in the way our guardian angel sees us, our lives would be so much easier. We would love ourselves more and would look on others with more compassion, seeing their strengths rather than their weaknesses.
If we really want to end child labor and slavery in the West African cocoa industry, paying farmers half of a penny more per bar would go a long way in doing that.
Young love is passionate and big. Older love has more of a sweatshirt feel to it -- warm, soft and so very familiar. In the 32 years I have known my husband, our love has morphed into something so comfortable that I can't imagine my life without him. I had never imagined his life without me.
It's funny to think it was just five short years ago that I brought my oldest son to his very first preschool Valentine's Day celebration. He was so excited and I was just an emotional mama watching him reach yet another milestone.
All of us long for healthy relationships. We want to wake up next to that one individual person whom we can think of -- and call -- the love of our lives.
Why is it that Valentine's Day has become the much-scorned "ugly stepsister" of all the holidays? Most of us loathe V-Day when we're single and then roll our eyes over it when we're coupled up.
The very best love stories, I think, are of conflict resolved. And all the baby (or big kid) steps it took to get there.
When we were given Athena's photo from her orphanage in the same week that you discovered your pregnancy, we crossed the Rubicon. Yes, of course (says every parent in America), having children changes you in a ways that are so unpredictable as to be surreal.
Love is like the seed that is in itself. It multiplies, elevates, and corrects errors, especially the erroneous thinking that those who are deficient in love have about themselves.
The world is full of people who wish they let their spouses know how much they care every morning, but instead remind each other of the day's logistics. It's full of parents who mean to say "I'm proud of you" but instead spend the time asking about homework. We need reminders.
Instead of bringing you a great sense of joy and intimacy, this so-called celebration feels more about absence or loss. You find yourself thinking, "I don't have a valentine." What do you mean you don't have a valentine?