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"I bet anything she's pregnant," said Mark as we left a get together with friends in the years long before recovery. Having been through a pregnancy recently ourselves at that point, we knew what to look for: the change in eating habits, the hand unconsciously [...]
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"I don't like Agnes much," said my mother, "She's definitely no Aunt Gerty. But it's because Gerty was so wonderful that I think Uncle Fred is marrying Agnes."
"What do you mean?" I asked. Uncle Fred and Aunt Gerty had been married over fifty years [...]
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There are certain moments in my life that I come back to, over and over, the way Monet came back to his waterlilies: trying to capture the way they look at just this moment, from just this perspective, in just this light. The moment I discovered [...]
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A friend called me last night. She's in the midst of some very messy office politics at work. She thinks her coworkers are being difficult. They think she's being unreasonable. Her boss thinks they're all wrong and they all think the boss [...]
I was browsing around Target the other day, when I came across the most fabulous book I have seen in a long, long time: How to Change Someone You Love: Four Steps to Help You Help Them. I laughed the kind of laugh that ought to have sent flocks of birds scattering in alarm. Instead [...]
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I was reading over some of the words of Martin Luther King Jr. today, and came across some that reminded me very much of something I used to repeat to myself and my husband in the wake of disclosure of his sex addiction: "There can be no [...]
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My husband Mark cannot take care of himself. Really, the man cannot even keep track of what he likes. I have to do it for him. I present as evidence the last few weeks of grocery shopping.
Last week, Mark was sick, and I [...]
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Our family keeps a pretty rigorous schedule, with nearly every night of the week blocked out for some activity or another, but rather than shuttling between soccer games and dance practice, like many parents in our social group, we're shuttling between different 12 Step meetings.
So, a [...]
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I remember the first time I ever saw my husband; I even remember what he was wearing. It was our first week of college, and he was standing in line behind me, wearing Coke bottle glasses, a white, retro (to put it kindly), marching band [...]
Before I knew my husband was a sex addict, I knew that he liked flirting with other women. Probably a little too much. I could tell he got a thrill out of it, and I worried that he would accidentally take this "entertainment" too far. He'd lead some poor woman on and [...]
