by guest blogger Renee James, essayist and blogger When Lynne Cox was a little girl on her swim team in New Hampshire, she never wanted to get out ...
As Valentine's Day approaches, your mind may be turning to love and perhaps the unfulfilled dreams of romance, the "love that got away." As a profess...
I feel her sigh as she lays against me. Her body now almost as long as mine, laying now like she did so often as an infant, her head against my breast, her long curls masking her face. This first daughter of mine, I would do anything for -- this is real, this is us, this is love.
Thinking back on my own V-Day wish lists over the years, I never really wanted anything extravagant -- flowers were usually enough. But in the spirit of my rapidly-growing travel calendar, I've whipped up a jet setter's Valentine's Day wish list that ranges from sweet to spectacular.
Today, in Syria, love is a concept that is distorted. Family portraits are more often than not missing a member, women and men are widowed, and many lovers spend days and nights wondering whether their partners are alive.
A good friend of mine called me a few days after our wedding at the 56th Annual Grammys to congratulate me. She is heterosexual, married, and th...
Jobs will come and go (as will partners). You'll learn new skills and forget others. But what will make you a more resilient, contented person will never come solely from the ego boost of doing a good job. It will come from the people you've loved along the way.
Night owls burning the midnight oil and morning larks cheerfully rising at the crack of dawn are generally more likely to flock together, but that doesn't mean those from opposite sides of the circadian spectrum cannot successfully share the same nest.
For the single, it is an acute reminder of their uncoupled state. For the partnered, it is a day fraught with expectations that are unattainable. And for those in undefined relationships, it is a holiday filled with questions and a delicate dance of protocol.
William J. Riegler's new book Living My Ecstatic Life: A Quest Becomes an Awakening chronicles his experiences demonstrating what is often heard after...
On the one hand, I thought, how sad to buy flowers, champagne, and nice food and look forward to an evening spent with me, myself, and I. But, on the other, what could be better? No, expectations, no disappointments, just me, myself, and I. And all three of us like it that way.
At some point in the relationship, every man I've ever gone out with has looked at me sadly and concluded 'You aren't very romantic, are you?' I am not. I am loving and funny and loyal. But romance has never been my thing.
Worcester, MA, the once-bustling industrial metropolis 45 minutes west of Boston, where I live, is enormously proud of its rather peculiar list of 'famous firsts', including barbed wire, shredded wheat, the monkey wrench, the birth control pill, the first perfect game in major league baseball, the first liquid-fueled rocket and the ubiquitous yellow Smiley Face icon.
Currently, I am single and relieved, but I'd like to start dating again. So if you're out there somewhere Doris (a generic name to indicate a future romance, devised by my college roommate), don't be surprised to receive a hand-drawn, plain Valentine's Day card -- in August.
Here are four lovey-dovey tips to help you become your own perfect Valentine.
Valentine's Day is just a day -- it is not the definition of your relationship. Make it small and special!