My husband and I took a weekend getaway to meet up with a bunch of his uni buddies. We arrived Friday night and we met the others at a quiet bar for some drinks. I sat next to my husband and found myself listening, only occasionally joining in the conversation. I looked around the table and saw that they were completely engrossed in one another and were enjoying stories of the past. As I took them in, I noticed one, Charl...

It's been a crazy month. Work, kids, and life in general stressing me out. My husband too. We've barely had any time for each other and it seems every conversation we had was about one problem or another. I just couldn't take one more day of it so before he left for work. I put a note in his laptop case telling him to meet me at our favourite bar at 6 pm. I smiled, thinking that in twelve hours I would have him all to mys...