UNBECOMING

The threat of rain darkened the November sky. A light breeze sent golden leaves floating to the concrete patio below. Seated across from ...

“How is your marriage?” She sat across from me, pen poised in hand, as she listened and studied my body language. My shoulders loosened. ...

In sickness and in health. We never know exactly how this line will play out in the real world. It might be quick like a bandaid being rippe

"As open communication is the foundation to almost any relationship, it is interesting to note that my whole family is built upon the s