Love is a lot to ask. Tolerance will do for now.
I can do it alone, but I don’t always have to.
My husband wants Beverly D’Angelo, in her prime. But he’ll have to settle for me.
I wanted the tradition of taking my husband’s name. I didn’t foresee the heartbreak.
Staring at a future I never dreamed of, eating everything in sight.
A whole list of disasters blew two years of planning—and showed me what mattered.