Snickers is Huband's favorte...and I didn't know. It reminded me about being deligent about the love map I have for Husband. Snickers bar on wood background

Snickers and Love Maps

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Husband and I have been married for over 3 years. I thought I knew Husband. I found out this weekend, I’ve still got a few things to learn. Our Junior Tribe Member got married to his sweetheart on Saturday in BC.  It was a warm, sunny day and they professed their love in front of family and friends overlooking the …

Three years of marriage...leather. Celebrating the third anniversary of marriage with Husband

Third Anniversary–Leather

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It has been three years since Husband and I stood before family and friends to commit our lives to each other…our third anniversary.  Maybe now we are an old married couple? 😉 Pastor John was one of the officiants at our ceremony. He means a lot to both of us, as he has had significant …

3 years since Husband proposed on Conexus blog. The story.

February 15

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I have a theory about Valentine’s Day: Valentine’s Day is a crushingly discouraging day for those in the midst of heartbreak. A reminder of al that was lost. It is salt in the wound for those that are single, irritating the soul that seemingly everyone, save you, has someone to share romantic cards and dinner …

New Book: My Marriage is Almost Dead…

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I heard a story about some acquaintances  a few days ago…the couple had been married for several years.  The wife was unhappy, but she hated confrontation.  She didn’t want to say anything that would hurt her husband. She didn’t want to be the source that created long and difficult conversations. So she said nothing. The situation …

Hypothesis of generosity

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I want you to think of the last time somebody was angry at you. What were they angry about? Did you actually intend to hurt them? If so, why was it important to hurt them? If not, what did they not understand about you? Maybe you were late for lunch with a friend, but there …

Walking me home

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Three years ago, on the September long weekend, I left my Junior Tribe Member at the West Coast. I’ve written before about how I had dreaded the beginning of university for my youngest JTM. It might be irrational, but I felt that after a decade of being a single mom, I was feeling like I was …

The lunch that started something beautiful

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I will always remember Sunday lunch of the August long weekend with special fondness. It was the start of a somethin-somethin with Husband and I…though it wasn’t nearly the start of our romance. Husband’s wife, Car had died in late winter. In the months leading to her death, I had asked Car’s sister of how she …

“Fault?” Not relevant!

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I often hear someone refusing to come to counselling because they don’t have the problem: “If I’m not the rebellious one, why would I need counselling?” “He’s the one that drinks, not me.  He needs counselling, not me!” “My wife is the one that lost her parents in the accident. I don’t need help.” “The …

10 Rules of Engagement

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Husband and I love each other, but we don’t always see eye to eye. We have to sort out disagreement and differences of opinion and perceived and actual slights just like anybody else. I don’t like it when Husband and I are at odds with each other. My world isn’t quite right when Husband and I …

Oops! A Therapist forgets empathy

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A few weeks ago, Husband’s finger lingered over the “send” button on a text.  For a looong time, his finger hovered over the message. We had talked about it.  We had together decided on a course of action with a family member. And now, he was doing his part of the implementation, and as we sat on …