When I married Jason on August 7, 2010, the same day as his 29th birthday, we didn’t feel that marriage would change our relationship dramatically. After five years of dating, we were true partners-in-crime who had traveled the world together, raised two small dogs as though they were our children, and enjoyed daily debriefing sessions involving beers and work dramas we called “Power Hours.” Classifying us as genuine best friends would be an understatement. However, when Jason was diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia (ALL) on April 2, 2011, our world and our relationship was flipped upside-down. Everything changed — and I don’t just mean the obvious cancer hurdle. Striving to feel like a normal newlywed couple was, and still is, the most difficult challenge. Keep reading »
The bottom line of college orientation is that it’s a paradox: feeling simultaneously deeply comforted and entirely thrown off your axis, spinning rapidly towards the unknown. Or at least, that’s what orientation was like for me.
This paradox manifested itself at the very beginning of the journey from Ohio to New York. After posting my obligatory, “Leaving for college. Thanks for the memories everybody!” Facebook status, I packed all of my earthly belongings into the family car. That’s when I realized that all of my earthly belongings fit into the family car. While the reality of this totally satisfied the fatalist in me (look how easy it would be for me to escape with so little materialistic baggage to weigh me down once the zombie apocalypse hits — yippee!) it also left me reeling. It only underscored the fact that the home I was leaving, the home I had grown up in and considered my own, really wasn’t mine any more. Everything that grounded me to my house was stuffed into the car, ready to be shipped off to what is essentially a linoleum-floored, whitewashed box. Statements I had made with confidence ever since I clicked submit on my electronic application quickly turned to questions: This is what I want? I’m excited? I’m ready to be on my own? Keep reading »
From the land of trends we hope won’t catch on, we bring you the latest piece of bling bling from jeweler Spritzer and Furman. What is this, you ask? Well, it’s a divorce ring and it will cost you a cool $3200 to wear this golden heart, which has been symbolically broken by a wedge of diamonds. I’ve been hearing about divorce parties for years and have mixed feelings about the concept—on the one hand, I like the idea of someone going through a divorce turning to their friends for support, while on the other, it seems like a strange thing to celebrate. But a ring you wear every day on your wedding ring finger to remind you of partnership that didn’t work? I just don’t know about that. Luckily I don’t have to object to this on philosophical grounds. Because, man, is that thing ugly as sin. [Huffington Post] Keep reading »
Should your significant other leave his or her work issues at the office, or should there be space for it at home? And at what point is too involved in his or her work life? The Gloss‘ Jennifer Wright and The Grindstone’s Amanda Chatel discuss, as well as address the fundamental flaws about the TV series “Lassie.” Keep reading »
Virgo (August 23 – September 22)
You’re not wrong to think that something is coming for you, because it is and when it hits, it’ll be as if the whole world will brighten that shade of grey, as your cynicism will be challenged in a rather direct way. No matter, it’s not like you haven’t been bored for too long already. So, yes, consider this week the one that’ll put your life a little more on track. Keep reading »