This Valentine's Day I'm going to say "I love you just the way you are" and mean it. And I sure hope she thinks so too. And I say that without any expectations.
It made me realize that there's a lot to learn about love, more than paper hearts, candy, and silly marketing, and that there's also a lot to teach my kids. Here's what I want my son to know about love.
When we tell people that we work together and we're married, we often get big eyes and twisted faces. The shock we receive results from people immediately imagining working with their own mate -- a nightmarish thought for many.
Unlike other objects, diamond rings powerfully inculcate gender differences and sexual status. They say, "I am taken," and a large ring says, "I am taken by a rich man that would crush your man, Darwinian-style."
Forget the overpriced flowers this year. Bypass the cheesy lingerie too.This year, give a real gift, one that is personal and that will last much longer than those long-stemmed roses ever would.
Worcester, MA, the once-bustling industrial metropolis 45 minutes west of Boston where I live, is enormously proud of its rather peculiar list of "...
As a military mom, I believe it's our sacred duty to honor the service of those who have sacrificed for our country. We owe thanks today and every day to those who wear the uniform. That is one of the reasons why First Lady Michelle Obama and I started Joining Forces in the first place.
I have interviewed numerous couples that have been married for anywhere from 20 to 60 years, and they have all had one common denominator... it was easy.
Paleolithic carved figures refer to woman as matrix, as creatrix, to moon cycles and menstrual magic, and resonate profound reverence in their rendering.
Dating can be a lot like TWISTER. (spin) Right foot, Dave. (spin) Left hand, Mike. (spin) Right hand, Jerry. (spin) Left hand.. and you fall over in a heap because there are too many spins and too many choices.
The trouble begins because we're not wearing white. It's Valentine's Day, and my husband, Chris, and I are on the date of a lifetime; a croquet game in the middle of the Mexican jungle.
Should it be low-key, perhaps funny or ironic? Or, maybe, should you do nothing at all? It's a nerve-racking dilemma. The wrong move could send the wrong message. It could even sink a new relationship.
Because Valentine's Day is all about love (and oppressive Roman emperors and corporate marketing), I figured why not write a love poem to all those LGBT haters out there. Because love conquers all, after all. And if doesn't, at least it makes them squirm.
Does anyone actually love Valentines Day? Or are the vast majority of us just keeping up appearances? Going through the motions with buying some cho...
I think most of us have a date that sticks with us. For me the world briefly stops spinning on a date in mid-February. Noted as February 14th, 2/14, 14 February, 2-14, the 14th of February, or even Valentine's Day, this is a date that forever gives me pause.