It was a sunny Fourth of July weekend. Red roses and navy ribbons were the ideal backdrop for my fiancé, Robbie, and me to join in matrimony. With Robbie in his dress blues and me in my white ball gown wedding dress, we looked like royalty. It was a day of...
The first few months into my second marriage were a rude awakening. I thought I knew my new husband well: He was a dedicated Christian, a hard worker, and his children loved and respected him. All the major no-nos checked out. What more was there to know? I’ll never...
I have magic feel-good fingernails. I know this because my late husband, David, told me so. Every time I scratched his back it was like taking him to the spa. “Someone should invent a way to duplicate your nails so all husbands can feel like this,” he often...