Dealing With Dating Setbacks
Why Aren’t You Married? Facing Your Love Alibi
Five Marriage Sins You Should Stop Committing
5 People Whose Marriage Advice You Need to Stop Listening To
5 Reasons to Stop Bashing Your Ex on Facebook
Five Phrases You’re Using that Are Hurting Your Marriage
Is Facebook Bad for Your Marriage?
Ladies Are You Too Busy? Make Time!!
The Only Reason Why You’re Not Married Yet
8 Steps to Keeping Your Marriage When You Lose Your Job
Stop Trying to Decide What Should Be Important to Your Spouse
hang out with friends. Write. Love my children. Compete in a race or two. Do a few things I have always wanted to do. Buy new living room furniture (yes, this was one of my dying wishes!). And tell no one.
Of course, I did a few practical things like increase my life insurance and organize documents. Sometimes, especially as my 33rd birthday approached, I thought a lot more about the “how.” A shaky train ride back from Philly on Friday had me shaken to my core. By yesterday, I felt a little more hope that maybe my nine-year-old self was wrong, but there was still a little part of me that thought I might close my eyes and never open them again.
And then this morning an amazing thing happened.
I woke up.
And it wasn’t until then that I realized how long I have been defining my path by something that wasn’t true. In my early 20s, not fearing much, because I knew I had a lot more time. Then at 30, suddenly feeling the pressure to get everything done all at once, because I didn’t have enough time left.
Why Aren’t You Married? Facing Your Love Alibi
Five Marriage Sins You Should Stop Committing
5 People Whose Marriage Advice You Need to Stop Listening To
5 Reasons to Stop Bashing Your Ex on Facebook
Five Phrases You’re Using that Are Hurting Your Marriage
Is Facebook Bad for Your Marriage?
Ladies Are You Too Busy? Make Time!!
The Only Reason Why You’re Not Married Yet
8 Steps to Keeping Your Marriage When You Lose Your Job
Stop Trying to Decide What Should Be Important to Your Spouse
hang out with friends. Write. Love my children. Compete in a race or two. Do a few things I have always wanted to do. Buy new living room furniture (yes, this was one of my dying wishes!). And tell no one.
Of course, I did a few practical things like increase my life insurance and organize documents. Sometimes, especially as my 33rd birthday approached, I thought a lot more about the “how.” A shaky train ride back from Philly on Friday had me shaken to my core. By yesterday, I felt a little more hope that maybe my nine-year-old self was wrong, but there was still a little part of me that thought I might close my eyes and never open them again.
And then this morning an amazing thing happened.
I woke up.
And it wasn’t until then that I realized how long I have been defining my path by something that wasn’t true. In my early 20s, not fearing much, because I knew I had a lot more time. Then at 30, suddenly feeling the pressure to get everything done all at once, because I didn’t have enough time left.
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