My boyfriend is a bit of a smartass. Whether pranks (like the April Fool's Day he convinced his father that Costco was closing and my mother that we were expecting), puns (which his mother refers to as two-thirds of a pun--a "P U") or miscellaneous silliness (like caressing my hair with a creepy "little hand"... Continue Reading →
Last fall, I went on a road trip with my boyfriend. We stopped to buy groceries before reaching the cabin and I noticed two linked puzzle pieces on the ground. Just a moment earlier, I had made a comment about how I felt we were made for each other, like two adjacent puzzle pieces finally... Continue Reading →
It began years ago. I was ten. My parents had taken me and my brother to the children’s theatre to see Puss in Boots. It was a great show. I loved it. My mom even bought me a plush Puss with removable boots. I couldn’t have been happier, or so I thought. I ate my... Continue Reading →
I begrudgingly signed up for online dating on a Sunday. I wanted to try it so I could knock it all I wanted. Good guys are hard to come by, dating sucks and I needed an excuse to give up. Within hours of signing up, I had received dozens of messages, mostly “hii beutiful” and... Continue Reading →
I met her by chance, yet it seemed an inevitable fate. That first moment our eyes locked I saw our future together, And I suddenly understood the meaning of forever. As I gently took her hands in mine, electricity jolted me back to life. Her smile revealed her as the woman for whom I have... Continue Reading →
I love you. I love you more. I love you most. I love you times infinity. I love you to the negative one-twelfth... which is the sum of all natural numbers... which is actually greater than infinity. Quantum field theory, quite simply, my love. I win. Goddammit.
Last night, we went for a drive. As we approached the midpoint between Here and Middle-of-Nowhere, he turned to me and asked, “Do you ever think about how, just ten months ago, this same situation would have made you painfully uncomfortable?” “No,” I replied, “I hadn’t thought about that.” He continued, “Isn’t it strange how... Continue Reading →
My mother was the first to love me, cherishing my life and praying for my future well-being long before I had any sense of self-concept. As mothers do, she passed along her wisdom--the things she had learned in her 30, 40, and 50 years of life on earth. Her advice is, and always has been,... Continue Reading →