You recognized that being treated poorly all the time isn’t what marriage is supposed to look like, you recognized that there are worse things than being alone.
Two weeks ago I asked readers to define the word “love,” which I contend is the correct starting place for unpacking the real issue behind the Supreme Court's June 26 decision to legalize gay marriage.
A high-profile alliance of conservative Catholics and evangelical Protestants is set to issue a sweeping manifesto against gay marriage that calls same-sex unions “a graver threat” than divorce or cohabitation, one that will lead to a moral dystopia in America and the persecution of traditional believers.
Two sentences are all it took to show me how to communicate effectively.
Last month I sat in the kitchen of my daughter's home as she and my son-in-law had a brief conversation about how an unruly child had been dealt with.
She had bottled her fears for so long that giving them life by naming or sharing them felt like a betrayal. Not just a betrayal to herself, her kids and her marriage, but more so to her hopes and dreams.