“We have a wonderful marriage. But we also have bad days where I dread the sound of his car pulling into the garage. When I’m really mad, I imagine what my life would look like as a single mom. This is normal. It’s OK.”
‘Every couple has fought on the way to a party, only to step out of the car smiling. We post pictures of our kids melting down, but never share photos crying after an ugly argument.’
‘We planned a weekend getaway. Instead, I took him to the ER to learn his cancer battle was coming to an end’: Pizza shop delivers dying man’s favorite slice 225 miles away
“Without hesitation Dalton asked what kind of pizza we wanted and told my father he would bring it to us. My dad clarified we were in Indianapolis, at least 3.5 hours away. Dalton said he understood, and would leave after he closed the store.”
‘Every evening, I see the same tired woman waiting to cross the street with her 4 kids. She holds onto the ones she can, and they hold onto the ones she can’t. I’m fascinated by this woman and her tribe.’
“Even though I need to get myself home to my own four babes, often I’ll wait, not pulling out of the parking lot until they’ve safely made it across. If I didn’t, I would lay in bed at night and worry: Had they made it? Were they still waiting? Were they safe?”
‘How could I buy a house with a shared driveway next to a sister I didn’t even know I had?!’
“Oh my God, it’s her, Lance! Stella and I are jumping around and screaming, ‘It’s her! It’s her!’”
