Marriage
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moreWhen You Need The Very Best Valentine
On Thursday, February 14 th, 2013To the one who takes me anyway: I know that it really might not have been. That I could have laughed too loud — wait. I did laugh too loud — but the craziest thing was that you didn’t roll your eyes but looked into mine instead. I’ve got no bloomin’ reason why. Why did you find my eyes and look straight and unasham...
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more5 Things You Need to Know Before You Begin Your 2nd Term of Life
On Monday, January 21 st, 2013It felt like the second term to her. Her 39 and him about 40, and the first half over, now the beginning of the second. Or of the end — depending how you looked at it. You don’t get to make up most of your story. That’s what she thought at the stove over eggs, over all the cracked and broken things. ...
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more3 Marriage Habits Every Marriage Needs– because it’s worth falling in love again
On Wednesday, January 09 th, 2013He lays his hand on my shoulder. Water drips from strands tousled and a rivulet runs down the small of my back. “I have no idea what to wear.” I’m paying him no mind, standing before the closet with my towel, mumbling words. Hangers clatter. “What you’re wearing is rather pre...
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moreA Man, A Dog & How to Form Up a Life
On Tuesday, February 28 th, 2012She watched him from the side of the road, there at the woods, watched as he called to his dog. How the snow was deep, how the ditch was deep. How the dog dug. She watched how the Farmer came. Waded down by the fenceline, snow up to the waist, bent and filled his arms with his dog. That is how he did it, how he formed his li...
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moreOne Way To Help Your Marriage Be Even Better
On Wednesday, February 15 th, 2012When my Grandma told me to marry a man who wasn’t much to look at – so I wouldn’t worry of him wandering – I had nodded ‘cause I loved her. But I confess. I didn’t intend to pay her any mind. I did ask her if she had taken her own advice. She said yes — and my grandfather had slapped the worn knee of his jeans and roared with laught...
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moreweekends are for love {books on marriage}
On Saturday, February 11 th, 2012M ay all your wanderings this weekend, kindest friends …. look up and see that banner over you is love. :All is grace because of Christ alone, :: :: Beauty for the Weekend : On a Saturday morning… look at our Father’s World? … Creative Inspiration for the Weekend : Van Gogh’s Starry Night like you...
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more5 Ways to Fight Through to a Loving Marriage {What You’re Trying to Tell Him When You’re Angry}
On Thursday, February 09 th, 2012Ithink we were standing outside the back door, out by the white pickup under the Big Dipper, when I turned and said it. Said I hated him. The dark can make you brave. Or a fool. But when you’re twenty-two and think you know everything, panic can tear up your chest like this howl that has to rip free. “I hate it when you stand there all quiet.”...
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moreWhen Winds Blow & Love Tries to Hold On
On Wednesday, February 08 th, 2012The old threads cut up, laid down, stitched side by side, that quilt, it flaps on the line. A quilt for beds and bodies twined in the dark, hung out here to ride spring winds. The sun warms the back of a bare neck. I feel it, and on my arms. A breeze sways and the wooden pins still hold that quilt on the line. My Dad, he leans against the wire fence watching the windmill pump. ...
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moreWhat Is The Best Gift to Give to A Man ? {Married Love & The Principle of Three Feet}
On Wednesday, February 01 st, 2012That’s what your mama had said — that it was the last day of January in the middle of a Canadian snowstorm. And all the farmers up and down the gravel roads had milked their cows in the morning and headed to the city’s Indoor Farm Show. And she had you, her ninth born, alone and late into that howling storm. Today you turn 39. What do you give a man who doesn’...
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moreThe 4 Minute Marriage Habit: How to make 2012 the year you fall madly in love all over again
On Wednesday, January 11 th, 2012He lays his hand on my shoulder. Water drips from strands tousled and a rivulet runs down the small of my back. “I have no idea what to wear.” I’m paying him no mind, standing before the closet with my towel, mumbling words. Hangers clatter. “What you’re wearing is rather pretty.” His stubbl...
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moreThe Bravest & Most Beautiful Affair
On Thursday, September 15 th, 2011He lies stretched out in the dark and I lay long beside him. Listen to him breathe… the only sound there is. This is an epic, everyday love story, one written with years and skin and the rings. In his sleep, he finds my hand. It’s the only one I’ve ever known. Hand in mine, that ...
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morewhen you’re figuring out how to really love
On Wednesday, July 27 th, 2011When the Farmer comes in after 11 from the field, he carries it in on his grimy shirt, a few pounds of dirt, and I wonder if he feels it, the weight of the gritty world on his shoulders. He finds me in a straight back chair at the window in lamp light. There are pages on my lap. He has no words. Before I can find mine, say anything, he kneels on the floor, takes my feet in his...
