My Husband Has Cancer: Does It Matter What Kind?

When I tell people my husband has been receiving treatment for cancer, many ask—almost reflexively—“What kind?” After thoughtful consideration, much of it conducted in waiting rooms, doctors’ offices, and pharmacy lines, I’ve decided this is not the most appropriate, or helpful, response. At fifty-seven, I am sometimes fixated on causes of death for folks my … Continue reading My Husband Has Cancer: Does It Matter What Kind?

MayBelle on Marriage: Take Two {Who Says MayBelle Isn’t Romantic?}

Lest MayBelle be labeled “inexcusably unromantic” or “a marriage buzzkill” (not her critics’ exact words), in light of last week’s post on marriage, let her set the record straight by providing intimate and heartwarming examples of the things she and Precious do for one another to show their affection. Don’t panic: This does not involve … Continue reading MayBelle on Marriage: Take Two {Who Says MayBelle Isn’t Romantic?}

MayBelle on Marriage {Don’t Worry, This Won’t Take Long}

Back in 2002, at age forty-one, MayBelle, who theretofore had been considered an “old maid,” transitioned to someone who "married late.” She resents both those descriptors, as you might imagine MayBelle would, because there were no guarantees—or requirements—she would ever marry. MayBelle is delighted that cultural norms have shifted at least somewhat although not enough … Continue reading MayBelle on Marriage {Don’t Worry, This Won’t Take Long}

Spiritual Housekeeping: In Which a Middle-Aged Goober Bares All

By: Amy Lyles Wilson Before I married my husband, there were two things I was hesitant to tell him. I didn’t see the need to mention that my collection of childhood stuffed animals would be accompanying us to our new home, or that I’d been known to waste more than one perfectly good Saturday watching Murder, … Continue reading Spiritual Housekeeping: In Which a Middle-Aged Goober Bares All

A Dozen Roses: In Which a Middle-Aged Goober Defends Valentine’s Day

Yesterday I saw the Twitter and Facebook posts about how Valentine’s Day is silly, unnecessary, an invention of Hallmark. One man said he was proud he and his wife didn’t celebrate the occasion. A woman allowed as how she wouldn’t succumb to such meaningless societal pressure. As for me and my house, we say bring … Continue reading A Dozen Roses: In Which a Middle-Aged Goober Defends Valentine’s Day