the journal of love stories

It was exactly one year that I sat on the verge of one of the biggest decisions of my life. Some people would call it a “fork in the road,” referring to one of two directions to choose from. The last time I checked a fork had four prongs, and that is exactly where I […]

Rushing around to get ready for a client meeting I bend down to grab a pair of high heels that are lined up along my back wall, only to jump back with a shriek that could be heard from here to Sri Lanka. UGH. I HATE when that happens. Not the shriek…well that too….but that […]

Eolia Mansion at Harkness Memorial Park engagement session You know the drill. We buy the pins in the check-out line at the grocery store, but probably cause we only feel obligated to after the cashier asks us to. We stick the bumper stickers on our car. Some of us go so far as attending the […]

Third set, tenth rep. I was almost done. Those last few reps are always the hardest. With some beads of sweat dripping down my forehead, I closed my eyes, clinched my teeth and decided to count from 1-5 instead of 11-15. Somehow, in my mind, it is easier to reach 5 than 15, even if […]

It is inevitable. Every time I get that ice cream cone, it happens. “Medium vanilla, cherry-dipped, please.” That was what I ordered, as I always do, when I got up to the window at Dairy Queen yesterday. The girl on the other side of the window looked like she would have been happier being at […]