I did not want to be another divorce statistic, but the numbers were not in our favor. My husband Rudy is a bus driver and I work in dentistry - both careers that rank high in divorce statistics. We have a severely handicapped son. We struggled financially. My husband has been fighting depression for most of his life. My life and my marriage were...

Remember those tiny valentine cards we received from classmates in elementary school? And how much we hoped for something special from a certain boy? One was so precious to me I didn’t share it with anyone, but hid it in my sock drawer. I still remember that because there is something so special about Valentine’s Day. Years later, our lingering...

Donned in her favorite nightgown Kimberly* slips under the covers anticipating a good night’s sleep. Patting her husband’s shoulder she says, Goodnight honey… Tentatively Ron reaches out for Kimberly and nuzzles her check giving her a tender kiss. With a familiar sick sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, Kimberly wriggles away from Ron,...

Mention “chivalry” today and the conversation quickly turns toward subjects of romance and courteousness. Gentlemen holding the door for ladies, paying for dinner, offering their seats on a crowded bus … these are the images that typically spring to mind whenever issues of gender roles, etiquette, male chauvinism and the revival of chivalry...

My cell phone rang on Monday morning while I was working at a client’s office. “Lori, can you meet me at home? I’ve just been let go from my job.” I packed up and got in the car and started to drive, my heart pounding, my mind racing…then the tears started, and I began to pray. Just the previous Sunday afternoon, Del and I had been talking...

Suppose I've just taken my wife out on a date, and the next morning a friend asks me what I did last night. Guess my likely response: "Oh we went out to the Keg, it was great – I had one sweet tastin' steak with all the trimmings! It was so good that Rushia tried to steal a piece. No way, all mine. Then we went to a movie - bit of a chick flick,...

Ev’s husband passed away from cancer on Sunday, Novmber 24, 2002.  This is her 9-part journal.  She prays that it can help other people who are going through the grieving process. In my last two letters, I said that God has a ‘thousand’ ways to bring comfort and healing. I’m finding that these ‘ways’ are not really ‘ways’ at...