Journal
I Bought Something for Myself and It Changed Everything
A letter from Maren. I am going to tell you about a purchase I almost didn't make. It was a Tuesday afternoon. The kids were at school. I was sitting in the car in a parking lot scrolling my pho...
Read moreWhen Intimacy Feels Like One More Thing on Your List
A letter from Maren. I need to confess something. There was a period in our marriage when Beckett would reach for me at night and my first thought was not desire or love or even annoyance. It was...
Read moreHow to Feel Like Yourself Again Before You Feel Like a Lover
A letter from Maren. Before I could want Beckett again, I had to find myself again. That sounds like a greeting card. It is not. It was the hardest, loneliest work I have ever done inside a marri...
Read moreThe Mental Load Doesn't Stop at the Bedroom Door
A letter from Maren. I want to tell you about a Tuesday night. Beckett had done the dishes. He'd put the kids down. He came into our room with that look. The one that used to make my stomach fli...
Read moreWhy You Stopped Wanting - And Why It's Not What You Think
A letter from Maren. There was a season in our marriage when I stopped wanting. Not slowly. Not dramatically. Just quietly, the way a candle burns down and you don't notice until the room is dark...
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