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”

Learning to Trust Myself

  The hardest part of learning to trust after betrayal has been learning to trust myself. My fiance and his cousin, both huge Ravens fans, were lucky enough to score tickets to the Super Bowl. In New Orleans. During Mardi Gras. Talk about the ultimate boy’s weekend! Brock came back into town Monday night butContinue reading “Learning to Trust Myself”