Well, shoes, bags and clutches are usually my big weaknesses - my husband always laughs when I call them 'investment pieces.'

I think of how each person in a marriage owes it to the other to find individual happiness, even in a shared life. That this is the only way to grow together, instead of apart.

I'm nostalgic and I do think about a "what if."

There is no grief like heartbreak.

When you are in a relationship, you are aware that it might end. You might grow apart, find someone else, simply fall out of love. But a friendship isn't a zero-sum game, and as such, you assume that it will last forever, especially an old friendship. You take its permanence for grandted, whuch might be the very thing so dear about it.

He nods, as if to acknowledge that endings are almost always a little sad, even when there is something to look forward to on the other side.

In the final seconds before sleep, I wish I could go back and undo everything, give those little girls another chance.