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We talked about how in this country, we have the right and the privilege to demonstrate against something we don't agree with, and my husband shared with them why he thought it was so important that men joined the Women's March.
And this is my favorite one: "Who looked after your husband while you were in bed with this baby?"
"[Mom] A proper Southern belle who is making peace with the fact that her only purpose in life is to tend to her husband."
Instead of a threat, his wife saw an omen– a fearsome power that would lead her husband to either glory or doom.
Her future husband, Jeff, was working for Canon cameras, and met Natasha at the Olympic Village.
We'd gather up as much paint as I could fit in my trunk, I'd call my most trusted art homies, my amazing husband always by my side, and we'd paint every inch of the exteriors in monochromatic fashion.
She’s been married to Batu Khan, the fearsome grandson of Genghis Khan himself, since she was fifteen – and while her husband is out on his raids, she juggles the duties of flocks, family and empire at home.
She orders them to keep close watch on her husband's special reception yurt and port-able throne during the journey.
I got a handle on my car-sharing expenses to the benefit of my husband, because of the environmental changes that I did.
CP: Yeah, my husband's told me that a few times.
The husband won't clear up his clothes, or the wife's always late for meetings, whatever it is, OK?
And my look to the future is, and what I want to do with this doggy stuff, is to teach people that you know, your husband's just as easy to train.
"Does your husband know?" (Laughter) "Do your parents know?" (Laughter) "Don't you want a family?"
Even the relics of seemingly happier times are described as crucifying the author: “My husband and child smiling out of the family photo; Their smiles catch onto my skin, little smiling hooks.”
She, once a week, meets with her husband and says, "I'd really like you to thank me for all these things I did in the house and with the kids."
So she and her husband went out there, and they passed a bond issue to build a brand new, state-of-the-art gymnasium for the kids at their middle school.
And that's also because women are used to taking care of people, so they can manage to take care of their husband with dementia, but the other way around is not so easy for the gentlemen.
And then on November 25, my husband Aaron died after three years with stage-four glioblastoma, which is just a fancy word for brain cancer.
And when your person dies, your husband, wife, girlfriend, boyfriend, literally don't care if you were married, your friends and your family are just going to look around through friends of friends of friends of friends until they find someone who's gone through something similar, and then they'll push you towards each other so you can talk amongst yourselves and not get your sad on other people.
Like, "My husband died two weeks ago, I can't stop thinking about sex, is that normal?"
Her husband had departed so quickly that she hadn’t been able to tell him she was pregnant with his child.
And she was about to move because it was so dangerous, and she looked across the street and she saw two little girls playing in an empty lot with broken bottles, and she turned to her husband and she said, "We're not leaving.
I met a woman named Sarah in Ohio who came home from an antiquing trip and found that her husband had killed himself and their two kids.
She wrote to her husband from jail worrying that she would confess under torture, even though she was innocent.
Next, her husband came in, and they wrote new vows, family vows, and spoke them aloud, first committing to keep their marriage central as they transitioned to parenthood, but also future vows to their future son of what they wanted to carry with them from each of their family lines and what would stop with this generation.
And then I called my husband, and he rushed to find me and I said all the true things that I have known.
They tell my husband, while I'm still in the hospital, that everything happens for a reason, and then stammer awkwardly when he says, "I'd love to hear it.
I hope I will live long enough to embarrass my son and to watch my husband lose his beautiful hair.
This grief who is your husband, the thing you curl into every night, falling asleep in its arms.
I was with my husband Charlie.
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