April 2015

Last night I dreamed that Brian and I were back in our first year of marriage, and we were in a fight, and we were having our wedding reception on our 1st year anniversary.  We showed up separately and in street clothes, and it was pretty awful.  In my dream, a nice man–a friend of […]

Last night I dreamed that Brian and I were back in our first year of marriage, and we were in a fight, and we were having our wedding reception on our 1st year anniversary.  We showed up separately and in street clothes, and it was pretty awful.  In my dream, a nice man–a friend of

Brian and I just had an argument at the dinner table so awful that it culminated in Brian and I screaming at one another and all four of our children crying.  I feel so angry at Brian and so angry and disgusted with myself.  We were both wrong.  Really, really wrong.  Why don’t I ever

Brian and I just had an argument at the dinner table so awful that it culminated in Brian and I screaming at one another and all four of our children crying.  I feel so angry at Brian and so angry and disgusted with myself.  We were both wrong.  Really, really wrong.  Why don’t I ever