As we wrap up this month of love stories, we couldn’t think of a more fitting way to close than with this one. When we think about love, we think about resilience, devotion, and the quiet sacrifices made in the name of something bigger than ourselves. That’s why we asked our sister, Calinda—the oldest of our family—to share her love story. She’s been a guiding light for us, an example of unwavering commitment, and someone who has shown us what it truly means to stand by the o

You know how everyone has that timeline in their head of when life's big moments are supposed to happen? Graduate college, find "the one," get married, have kids - that whole checklist society hands you? Well, I had a different plan. Or more accurately, no plan at all. In my early twenties, I was what you'd call a free spirit (code for: couldn't stay in one place longer than a few months). While my older sisters were picking out china patterns and walking down aisles, I was b

It’s Valentine’s Day. The world is draped in pink and red, chocolates are flying off the shelves, and Instagram is flooded with #blessed couple photos. But can we pause for a second? Before we start feeling like we need to have a Nicholas Sparks-worthy romance or the perfect Valentine’s surprise, let’s talk about the most important relationship we’ll ever have: the one with ourselves. Because when we stop chasing some impossible version of “better,” when we stop picking ourse

Since it's February, the month of love, we’re celebrating by sharing timeless love stories. This is the second in our series, and it’s one especially close to our hearts—our parents’ love story, told from Mom’s perspective. 💕 How can this be? We’ve been married for almost 48 years! Yet it feels like just yesterday that our journey together began. Our love story started at a dance in May of 1976. He was twenty-one, and I was sixteen. I was shy, while he was outgoing and deter

Did you ever wonder what it would be like to marry your high school sweetheart, to never date another man? Well, here it is, our story. I met my husband when I was 16 years old. And by "met," I mean we locked eyes in that small-town, heart-racing, teenage kind of way that either ends in a lifelong love story or a dramatic high school breakup. Lucky for us, it was both. We dated off and on (mostly on) for seven years, and when we were "broken up," we were still basically insep

Ah, February. The month of love. It’s supposed to be full of romance, right? The kind we see in movies, where everything is perfect and love feels effortless. You know, those grand gestures that make you feel like you’re on top of the world, like being swept off your feet with a surprise bouquet of roses or diamond earrings, no kids in sight. But let’s be real for a second: if your husband actually bought you those earrings, you'd probably spend the next few days alternating