What had started as a pain point had become one of my most precious memories.

My first marriage was riddled with lying and poor communication. I was now committed to talking things through, being brutally honest.

Emotions hijacked my brain. It was flight or flight.

What was in my husband’s hands? Not even he knew.

Have you ever gone rock climbing on a cruise ship?

What happens when my husband’s dream becomes my nightmare.

In an effort to protect my heart, I almost missed an opportunity to heal, to love, to be loved.

A meeting in the middle when words are excessive and scarce.