The Ritual Every Sunday morning is the same. I wake up with a start to find myself buried in my wifes empty pillow. Im almost able to smell her. And my hands ache2) to touch her body. Thats when I remember shes gone. And so, wearily3), I rub the slee...
That Other Woman in My Life After 22 years of marriage, Ive discovered the secret to keeping love and intimacy alive in my relationship with my wife, Peggy：I started dating another woman. Theother womanmy wife was encouraging me to date is my mothe...
My Christmas Miracle For many of us，one Christmas stands out from all the others，the one when the meaning of the day shone clearest．My own truest Christmas began on a rainy spring day in the bleakest year of my life． Recently divorced，I was...
All I Remember When my father spoke to me，he always began the conversation with Have I told you yet today how much I adore you？The expression of love was reciprocated and，in his later years，as his life began to visibly ebb1)，we grew even cl...
A String of Blue Beads Pete Richard was the loneliest man in town on the day Jean Grace opened the door of his shop．It's a small shop which had come down to him from his grandfather．The little front window was strewn with a disarray2) of old－fa...
The 175-dollar Bill I stretched my legs under the living－room desk，picked up a letter and cut it open．It came from Martel's Department Store．I was shocked when I saw the amount we owed them：175 dollars．It was a mistake，of course．Janet...
Hi ,There It was Sunday，Christmas．Our family had spent the holidays in San Francisco with my husband's parents．But in order for us to be back at work on Monday，we found ourselves driving the 400miles back home to Los Angeles on Christmas Day．...
The Wedding Dance The hand that clasps mine is not that of the child I can still remember，but that of the man he has become．From that hand to his face to the smile he beams at me，he is his father in days gone by．We move gracefully across the...
A valuable letter of reply A letter of reply is sometimes a most treasured thing．Here is a story that tells about this common and natural human sentiment1)． The busiest woman in Labrador during one bitter cold Christmas not very long ago，was an...
A gently Caress Michael and I hardly noticed when the waitress came and placed the plates on our table．We were seated in a small deli tucked away2) from the bustle3) of Third Street，in New York City． Our exchange was lively，if not profound．...
Message Mom，I came when you were out． I knew the key was still placed in the interstice Between the wall and the mailbox． I examined the floor under the wardrobe1) and found the secret You took out and hid back every night， A nanmu2) case．I...
To My Friends Who Are Married Love is not about it's your fault，but I'm sorry．Not where are you，but I'm right here．Not how could you，but I understand．Not I wish you were，but Im thankful you are． 给我已婚的朋友 爱情不是都怪你...
Russell On Affection The best type of affection is reciprocally1) life－giving；each receives affection with joy and gives it without effort，and each finds the whole world more interesting in conse－quence of the existence of this reciprocal hap...
The Old Man and the Dog Saying goodbye to Meg was the hardest thing Ive ever done．Shed been part of my life for so long，always there when I needed her． Throughout the last fifteen years，she d been my closest friend，sharing my joy and sadnes...
Five Balls in the Air Imagine life as a game in which you are juggling1) some five balls in the air.You name them―work,family,health,friends and spirit,and youre keeping all these balls in the air. You understand that work is a rubber ball.If you d...
