I remember that my mother once told me that the opposite of love isn't hate, it's indifference.

Life is about the gray areas. Things are seldom black and white, even when we wish they were and think they should be, and I like exploring this nuanced terrain.

His loyalty, so fierce and unwavering, makes my eyes water and heart ache.

I try to recognize that there is no such thing as having it all - and it's impossible to be perfect. You just have to let certain things go.

Every couple has two stories - the edited one to be shared from the couch and the unabridged version best left alone.

He threw in the towel before we were tested. Maybe because he didn't want to be tested. Maybe because he assumed we would fail. Maybe because, at the time, he just didn't love me enough.

But I have learned that you can't just create your own timetable and will it to come true.