I’m Not a Nag … Am I?

I’m Not a Nag … Am I?

I’ll never forget the first time my husband accused me of being a nag. To hear that word come out of his mouth was upsetting, even disturbing. In my newlywed mind, I thought I would never end up like that … and so soon after our wedding, too! I don’t...
Finding my ‘Boaz’

Finding my ‘Boaz’

When my husband, David, died in a terrible car accident in 2010, I grew close to my mother-in-law, Joy, who shared my grief, not only for her son, but for her own husband, who had died 30 years prior.  Our stories mirrored each other—both widowed in our 30s,...