There are small things that mean bigs things in a relationship. Are you in a relationship with someone that during an argument or when you are attempting to express your feelings: Walks out of the room or out of the house? Sits silently with absolutely no response? Hangs up the phone on you? Dismisses you…

It is Saturday and I am meeting a friend at our local coffee shop. We sit at a table in the corner. The fireplace next to us adds warmth to this cold winter morning. We clutch our coffee cups as we chat with a friend at the table next to us. We are talking about…

One cold night on the streets of Scranton, Pennsylvania, me and my husband make our way home from a college party. Of course, at this point he is my boyfriend. The streets of Scranton are packed with the usual cast of characters. Yes, the town of Scranton really is as eccentric as the television show,…

I like to believe that what fuels my brand of writing is love. That is the type of writer that I am. I am drawn most passionately to examine the average, every day moments of life. LIfe of course is always or at least, should be driven by love. It makes me think of the…

It wasn’t really that long ago, that our home phones used to ring. Do you remember? The promise of anticipation? Who was on the other end of the phone? What was happening? What were we missing? Then came caller ID. At first it was great. The anticipation was gone. We knew who was on the…

“Don’t allow your wounds to transform you into someone you are not.” Paulo Coelho “Only by acceptance of the past will you alter its meaning.” T.S. Eliot “Travel far enough, you meet yourself.” David Mitchell “Divorce isn’t such a tragedy. A tragedy’s staying in an unhappy marriage, teaching your children the wrong things about love.…

“I’d like to pay for the car behind us,” says my son, Tommy. The woman collecting the toll smiles, shuffles the money once again and obliges his wish. Just moments before we vie for a space as we attempt to merge in line to pay the toll. Our leisurely car ride listening to music and…

I am the youngest of five children. I remember in grade school the days they would tell us to bring in a baby picture. We used to joke with our mom that she would just hand us any picture and tell us that she thought it was us. Now of course, I am exaggerating (slightly)…

I am continually reminded that divorce is a grieving process. It the midst of living through it you recognize all of the stages of grief. The kids of divorce feel these stages as well. It’s important to recognize this. We all grieve differently and we can’t always lean on each other. This life change can…

I am chatting with my friend, Crystal (as always, name changed to protect the innocent). The sadness in her voice is palpable. It is just about a week after the anniversary of her father’s death and days after returning from her brother-in-law’s funeral. Crystal is reflective. Death brings this out in people. I, too, am…

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