“Don’t open that door”, I shouted from the other room. My husband was once again opening the dishwasher I had just started about 15 minutes ago, probably to insert one last thing. It annoys me no end that he can’t just let it run its cycle... Read more →

When I first began working with couples there was always a question I dreaded. Someone would eventually ask me if I was married. At that time I was divorced and I would then hear the question about how I was supposed to help them if I couldn’t... Read more →