Or, why we--parents of two young children--are signed up to the run the NYC marathon for charity: Ted and I met at the 2011 Restore NYC Gala. Ted was involved in various anti-sex trafficking efforts and had appeared in a... Continue Reading →
I grew up in a small town called Loveland, where Valentine’s Day is a big deal. The entire city is decorated in red wooden hearts. In High School I competed to be Ms. Loveland Valentine, a position of citizenship excellence.... Continue Reading →
I didn't wear my rings to dinner. I forgot to put them back on. I admitted that it was my fault-not my husband's-that I didn't shower soon enough. So I turned off the water and put on perfume and rushed... Continue Reading →
It's been a while since Ted and I could think about our marriage. Maybe since before we were even married. The first two years were all about my PTSD and about Ted getting a job with his law degree. The... Continue Reading →
We've been married for three years. Well, three years and change, but somewhere along the way we stopped celebrating the months in between the years. The magic we rode through engagement and on a 9 hour flight to our honeymoon... Continue Reading →
C. M. Sangalis 