Red is my favorite color. It has been for as long as I can remember. But like many aspects of myself, red was lost somewhere in the depths of a strained marriage.
In my marital house, I was surrounded by neutral colors. Everything was brown. Brown furniture. Brown bedding. Brown walls. Even the few colors splashed within the rooms that were meant to pop – the royal blue dining room, the sage green kitchen — seemed muted to me.
It was only natural that when my marri…
…
… Read more at HuffingtonPost.com
When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading. – Henny Youngman
csm 3 2015-03-11 16:05:06.05