Marriage looks like a desperately needed, intertwined nap on a lazy, rainy afternoon and later chopping vegetables, side by side, for a favorite Soup Sunday recipe. Marriage looks like pulling boxes of pictures and albums out of storage and getting teary together, saying “Remember when they were all so little?” Marriage looks like praying on... Continue Reading →
My worst fear had been realized. When I heard his feet hit the floor and his bedroom door open, I knew I didn’t have time to move or hide. I was caught. "Hey!" he said. "What are you doing?" "I'm just looking for something I dropped earlier," I whispered (and lied). He was practically sleep-walking... Continue Reading →
She looked breathtaking in her wedding dress. And when her nine bridesmaids danced through the bedroom door to get a first glimpse, many of their eyes filled with tears. They were happy for her and overcome with joy to see their dear friend wearing the gown she'd soon be married in. Hosting the whole wedding... Continue Reading →
Debbie Prather | 742iloveyou 