Based on an actual event.
A few years ago, my husband and I discovered that we both hated buying and receiving tactless and tasteless Valentine’s Day junk and that we would both much rather stay home, cook a nice meal together, share a bottle of wine and truly enjoy each other’s company than go out and bear the packed restaurants and movie theatres. Thus, a tradition was born. Continue reading
Four months in and still surrounded by marital bliss, my new husband and I must be apart overnight for this first time. To make matters more pout-inducing, my husband’s trip will consist of not only one night, but two – he will be spending a whole weekend back home helping his father. This personal feature article will explore my actions, feelings and experiences during the first weekend apart from my husband. Continue reading