I was 18 years old and  thought I was in love.  My boyfriend was deployed to Germany and when he came home in December he wanted us to get married.  I would return to Germany with him.  I announced my plans to my father (I chose this moment carefully - my mother was away on a retreat).  Instead of putting his..

Nineteen years ago this morning, I dropped off our sons at their new job.  I especially remember how proud sixteen-year-old Mark seemed...