What could be more romantic than receiving a love letter? A good old fashioned, hand-written love letter is still one of the best Valentines around, but don't just save it for February. A love letter is a powerful expression any day of the year. You don't have to be Shakespeare to write the perfect love letter. All you need to know is how you...

Okay, that's a really corny title, but I've been thinking for a while about the verse in Song of Solomon which says, "Do not awaken love until it is ready." I think some of us have let our love be awakened too early, or too abruptly, and so it never really woke at all. Several routes to this disastrous awakening exist. The first is obvious:...

The Top 10 Gifts You Shouldn’t Buy Your Wife This Christmas OK, let’s be honest. Sometimes men are bad at choosing gifts. Your intentions are good, but pick the wrong gift and you send the wrong message. So before you go out and buy a present for your wife, girlfriend or whoever that lovely lady is in your life, be sure to read these gift...

My early morning jog seemed colder than normal. I felt chilled to the bone, so I stayed in the hot shower a bit longer than usual.  I had almost exhausted the hot water supply when I finally turned off the taps. Through the curtains my husband handed me a towel.  As I wrapped the fresh white towel around my shivering shoulders, deep warmth wrapped...

I'm going to start with something really basic. Men want to be wanted. They don't want to be placated.  So when it comes to intimacy, we women need to step up to the plate a little bit more. You may think you're meeting his needs because you're making love a few times a week, but he won't feel loved unless you put some energy and enthusiasm into...

Guys, let’s face it. Some of us have a long way to go in the romance department. We know our wife wants it, we know we’re supposed to do it, but it just doesn’t come naturally to us. When we first begin to court a woman, our step is lighter and our inner Romeo is unleashed. Driven to win her heart, romantic creativity seems to flow easily....

My first lesson in cohabitation came during the first week of my freshman year at university. I had been studying and it got late.  Around two in the morning I came back to my room, opened the door and flicked on the light. An unholy groan came from the other side of the room. “What are you DOING?” my roommate demanded in tones usually reserved...