Greetings and salutations, my friends. It’s Tuesday, it’s sunny, it’s supposed to be warm, and I’ve already done a workout. Nothing long, but 33 minutes with a kettlebell is definitely a good way to start the morning. It was a very steady shift yesterday. New guy handled it pretty well. He’s at the busiest store…
A fairy-tale relationship. A fairy-tale marriage.
Isn’t that exactly what we wish for ourselves when we tie the knot, and repeat the words “I do”?
We enter the relationship with hopes and dreams. We picture a long life of love and happiness. And that’s not so naïve. It’s the way things should be.
But what if there’s deception and broken trust? What if there’s betrayal and infidelity?
If this becomes our story, is it still possible to describe our marriage as a fairy-tale?
The Little Mermaid kills herself at the end.
Today is Thursday. A year has passed. Then. Now. Exactly one year ago today, I was sitting on our couch, watched by a trooper as the state police executed a search warrant on our house. I was a little chilly – our furnace had broken down the days earlier – and I really had to…