August 25, 2001—that’s the day I married my man—my best friend, and he married me. Twenty-three years ago tomorrow, on a beautiful, steamy hot afternoon in Orlando, Florida—complete with a little liquid sunshine—John and I made a covenant before God, in front of our loving...

OK, so I heard that yesterday was #nationalhusbandappreciationday. And let me just say that if you are a married woman, every day should be husband appreciation day. So I’m posting this picture, one of my sisters snapped it at my cousins’ wedding this past weekend...

Eighteen years ago today we walked down the aisle together, taking our first steps as husband and wife. But this morning, we climbed a mountain together. We’d heard there were spectacular views and a huge waterfall at the top; but in order to see it...