A Kiss at Halftime: Love, Trust and the Super Bowl

Four years ago, I turned my cheek when my date at a Super Bowl party tried to kiss me. That date is now my husband. If you had told me then that I would be in a home with that same man hosting our own Super Bowl party, I would have scoffed. After all, thatContinue reading “A Kiss at Halftime: Love, Trust and the Super Bowl”