marriage

Marriage is not so much a word as it is a sentence–a life sentence.

The Ring or the Badge?
"How was work?" his wife asked, like she always does. "It was fine," he said curtly as always. She sighed, put down her mug, and trudged back upstairs to check on their daughters.
By Aszia Manson8 years ago in Humans
Nightmares and True Love
"You died today. My blurred eyes were watching you go down into that last resting place. Our kids were screaming for you. I could hear the pain as they called out your name. All I could do was cry silently and stand there lovingly embracing them — I have been keeping them together, for my sake. Do you see us?
By Eboni Lobley8 years ago in Humans
Life Changes
Patience is driving me mad! I used to think that I had life all figured out. When I was seventeen years old I was accepted into a local community college. By my second semester I had what I thought was a foolproof plan for having a successful life.
By M S Evans8 years ago in Humans
Forbidden
It was a cold night, being mid December. My nerves were everywhere. A mix of excitement and eagerness. I yearned to taste that forbidden fruit. I felt juvenile.
By Jessica Briggs8 years ago in Humans
Wife of an Alcoholic
Do you ever sit up all night waiting for the person you love to come home after a day/night out drinking? Do you keep calling and texting them because you're worried? Do you go to bars or their hangouts in search for them? Do you feel alone, exhausted, anxious, depressed and crazy? Are you affected by someone else's drinking? This is for you!
By Laurie Summerfield8 years ago in Humans
Traditionally Nontraditional
My life story is a wild ride and I'm sure I'll end up writing about more of it in the future, but right now, this is the story of me - circa 2017.
By Claire Rowlands8 years ago in Humans
Baby Marriage
Do you look around you and realize that there are so many people getting married? Or having honeymoon babies? And can't shake the fact that they just graduated high school a year ago?
By Man pearson8 years ago in Humans
I Met My Husband in First Grade
I mean, obviously, we didn't get married at six years old. I did have a crush on him, though. I distinctly remember writing down a "List of Cute Boys" when I was in first grade. Joe's name was number two. Number one? Aaron Carter.
By Tarin Campanella8 years ago in Humans
Perfect
It was a hot day, but to her, it felt cold as ever. She could feel the chills running down her spine. She looked around the room. Everything was perfect and neat. Not a speck of dust to be found; not a morsel out of place. Perfect.
By Yaritza Arias8 years ago in Humans
What Women Miss Most About Young Love
This topic is one very near and dear to my heart, particularly since I suffer from P.P.S., also known as Peter Pan Syndrome. You may think I'm pulling your chain with this self-diagnosis but I assure you I am not. P.P.S. is a serious semi-delusional condition that can lead to crying outbursts, unintentional resentment, and acts of inappropriate behavior both in public and private. If you can relate to two or more of the traits below, than you my friend may also be suffering from this common yet unexplored disease. It can affect everything from your wardrobe to your marriage, causing one to make bad decisions like crop tops over the age of 40 and withholding sex from you partner since he no longer writes you love letters. See what I mean, major problems. Here are a few of P.P.S.'s most common symptoms:
By Jus L'amore8 years ago in Humans
Five Reasons Not to Marry Someone
I have been married four times, five times if you count the fact that I married the same man twice. Not that these facts make me an expert, but they have given me some good insight as to the wrong reasons to marry someone.
By Denise Willis8 years ago in Humans
Laundry and Loss
Late last night I was posting some hand-written index cards and flyers and I met a lady in our local laundromat. I was just going to pin my papers and leave, but this lady was kind, she was friendly. No one has to be nice, and it's so refreshing when a person is pleasant simply for the sake of doing it.
By LP Steinbeck8 years ago in Humans