I'm bringing this back for a re-post for hurting people that have a long three day weekend to endure. Hang in there! ~ Mona
A year plus into affair recovery, the husband tries to be patient but keeps slipping into the statement, "We’ve already talked about this! When will this be over??" I know this is not unique to us. Dear Unfaithful, If your bank account was cleaned out by identity theft, when would you stop signing into online... Continue Reading →
One day, and I can't remember what it was in response to, our lovely daughter tried to comfort her sister. She leaned in close and said very sincerely, "I was a baby. I cried once." This phrase has become a family favorite. It is the perfect example of sympathy. Sympathy can be described as seeing... Continue Reading →
"Thank you." These two words, when joined together, can right wrongs and heal wounds, and encourage intentional kindness to abound where little kindness existed before.
If we could only all be like penguins, life would be much simpler. When dysfunction feeds dysfunction, the result isn't function.
One day he was spending time with her on a daily basis -- and then he wasn't. I often wonder about how lonely he must have been when he stepped away from the third wheel. I have a hard time understanding how he went from spending time with her every day, to never spending time... Continue Reading →