I was celebrating my 20th wedding anniversary with my husband. We were on the beach, looking up, admiring the starry night — when we saw a shooting star, together, for the first time in both our lives. We'd only ever seen them in movies and dramas. Somewhere in the back of our minds, we'd quietly filed them away as fiction. A "fairy tale" thing. Not something that actually happens to actual people looking up at an actual sky. So when it really happened — this streak of light, gone in a second...

Twenty years married this July. I won't pretend it's all been easy — there have been real highs and some genuinely low points along the way, years I wouldn't want to relive. I don't have this all figured out, and I'm not writing this from some perfect vantage point above it all. But if there's one thing twenty years — the good stretches and the hard ones — has taught me, it's this: You have to keep choosing each other. On purpose. Over and over. And the number one excuse I hear for why...

Q2 2026 has been an interesting quarter for me. I turned 46. And somewhere in the middle of all the usual milestones and momentum — I got hooked onto C-drama. In three months, I watched 11 C-drama series. I got my husband hooked on some too. What started as one casual evening turned into something we now look forward to together — chasing episode after episode, sometimes late into the night, far later than planned because neither of us could deal with the suspense of not knowing what happens...