I miss him in so many ways, but right now I miss him in the way you always miss someone when you’re single among a room full of couples.

I know that the problem isn’t the dream per se. It was the way I felt afterward, once awake.

dangerous chemistry

His words are like the sound of a needle dragging across a record. A sinking, sickening feeling washes over me. This is why you should never, ever get your hopes up. This is why you...

I review my three boyfriends, the three men I slept with in my twenties, searching for a common thread. Nothing. No consistent features, coloring, stature, personality. But one theme does emerge: they all picked me....

I’ll remind you of that someday , Maura says. “when you’re married to a man who once looked into your eyes and promised to forsake all others. I’ll remind of that after you’ve just had...

Why is a Christmas tree better than a man? Because it stays up, has cute balls, and looks good with the lights on!

…love is the sum of our choices, the strength of our commitments, the ties that bind us together.

But certainly not everyday you can find someone who wants to have a monogamous relationship

We are one of those couples i used to watch, thinking to myself that I’d never be on the inside of something so special. I remember reassuring myself that it probably looked nicer than it...

I realize thirty is just a number, that you’re only as old as you feel and all that. I also realize that in the grand scheme of things, thirty is still young. But it’s not...

a bit of a dirty fighter, quick with cutting words that he later regrets and doesn’t really mean. Then again, I wonder if there isn’t always a grain of truth in them, somewhere

and more important, did he love me as much as he once loved me?

I miss us too. I always have and I probably always will. Sometimes there are no happy endings. No matter what, I’ll be losing something, someone. But maybe that’s what it all comes down to....

I think of how life takes unexpected twists and turns, sometimes through sheer happenstance, sometimes through calculated decisions. In the end, it can all be called fate, but to me, it is more a matter...

What every girl dreams of when she’s dumped is – that the guy will someday feel regrest and come back and tell her all about it. And the beauty of it is you have no...

He nods, as if to acknowledge that endings are almost always a little sad, even when there is something to look forward to on the other side.

Although I’m sure there are plenty of tall, gorgeous, life-of-the-party guys who are also true to their wives, I happen to believe that a disproportionate number of them are cheaters.

Whenever I hear of someone else’s tragedy, I do not dwell on the accident or diagnosis, or even the initial shock waves or aftermath of grief. Instead, I find myself reconstructing those final ordinary moments....

I love him wholly and unconditionally and without reservation. I love him enough to sacrifice a friendship. I love him enough to accept my own happiness and use it, in turn, to make him happy...

Despite the fact that I have no regrets about how things turned out in my life, I still can’t help wanting to understand my intense relationship with Leo, as well as that turbulent time between...

You see yourself as very average, ordinary. And there is nothing ordinary about you, Rachel.” (Something Borrowed)

True love is supposed to make you into a better person-uplift you.

Even if we no longer have much in common, we would have always had the past, which, in some ways, is just as important as the present or future. It is where we come from,...

What if two people want to be your partner, then what?

You can love someone you mistrust.

Sorrow comes with so many defense mechanisms. You have your shock, your denial, your getting wasted, your cracking jokes, and your religion. You also have the old standby catchall–the blind belief in fate, the whole...

People generally didn’t cheat in good relationships.

…recognizing that there is more heartbreak in continuous disappointment than a void…

In days that follow, I discover that anger is easier to handle than grief.

Change can be good but its always tough to let go of the past

I think of how each person in a marriage owes it to the other to find individual happiness, even in a shared life. That this is the only way to grow together, instead of apart.

his unwavering confidence – but now, it feels like a brand of indifference

And like a favorite old movie, sometimes the sameness in a friend is what you like the most about her.

Would they retreat or move forward? Could they do this thing they were on the verge of doing? Did they have it in them to make a wrong decision just because it felt right?

Being married cuts on your freedom. Having a husband or a relationship at all puts constraints on you. by Michael.

I looked at my friend, overwhelmed with confusion. Unsure of what April should do. What I should do. What a strong woman would do. In fact, the only thing that I am certain of is...

You can’t quantify love, and if you try, you can end up focusing on misleading factors. Stuff that really has more to do with personality-the fact that some people are simply more expressive or emotional...

Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day...

As everyone applauds and sips champagne, I smile back at Rachel, thinking she got it just right. Love and friendship. They are what makes us who we are and what can change us, if we...

No, scratch the word “career.” Careers are for people who wish to advance. I only want to survive, draw a paycheck.

I was aware that we were both silently making those inevitable comparisons, putting our relationship in context. She is more this and less that. He is better or worse in these ways. It is human...

His loyalty, so fierce and unwavering, makes my eyes water and heart ache.

But I have learned that you make your own happiness, that part of going for what you want means losing something else. And when the stakes are high, the losses can be that much greater.

You can only control your own actions. Not other people’s reactions.

It occurs to me that she is not unique–that all women compare lives. We are aware of whose husband works more, who helps more around the house, who makes more money, who is having more...

chick lit” and for the most part the term doesn’t bother me. I think it simply signals to readers that the book is about women, written for women (although many men enjoy my books), about...

Buried beneath disappointment and fear, anger and pride, I just might find it in my heart to forgive.

Someday being with Dex will be a distant memory. This fact makes me sad too. Its the initial stages of grief that seem to be worst but in some ways, Its sadder as time goes...

Love and friendship. They are what make us who we are, and what can change us, if we let them.