I have been married to Josh for 7 years! Hurray!! I am still as in love with him as the first moment we met. As soon as I talked to him 7 years ago, I knew that I would be with him forever. It sounds as bizarre and crazy as feeling that was! How can you know that? I just remember going out that night and thinking, “I want to be single for a year or two,” but then meeting him a few hours later, and thinking, “F*ck, I’m gonna fall in love with this guy”. It was just a…
eight years ago. pasta and potatoes at every meal empty pockets; only food that fit my budget. in a new city, needing a rebirth, living out of my suitcase, on the wrong side of the tracks. early mornings, up to catch the train. i watched drug deals happen and turned my face against the icy Spring wind that was trying to freeze me; wondering what I was thinking. <3 hustling on the phone to pay my rent, pay my debts. convinced by the eclectic crowd to grow to love the city, to learn to love the night life. the introvert…
My husband and I have a “puke-worthy cute” (we’ve been told) relationship. We always kiss each other goodbye, text each other during the day to check in (“How’s your day going gorgeous?”) and hug each other randomly during the day. We ask how the other one is doing, share a laugh, and help each other cook meals. We have a solid friendship and we have worked hard to get here, in a way, and in other ways it was just a chemical attraction that clicked something inside of us and made us irresistible to the other person. I think it…
A little while ago, I was reading one of my favourite blogs, MindBodyGreen, and answered an open call to tell a story about struggles having kids or in the first year. I answered, with the intention to just offer sympathy to these women who are trying and can’t have kids, but ended up telling my own story. I was honoured when they wanted to publish it. My story was about surviving postpartum depression. I think every woman has a bit of depression after having a baby. This is bad enough itself and women don’t often offer up that they are…
Yours Forever. I want to make out with you in alleyways- I want to trace your cheek with the tip of my finger. I want to lace my heart with yours forever. Our hands always held before we jump in to each other.