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Esther Perel says eroticism in the home requires active engagement and willful intent…
“At the same time, eroticism in the home requires active engagement and willful intent. It is an ongoing resistance to the message that marriage is serious, more work than play; and that passion is for teenagers and the immature. We … Continue reading
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Jenny Hans says it wasn’t the thought that counted…
“That’s when I finally got it. I finally understood. It wasn’t the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered, the showing up for somebody. The intent behind it wasn’t enough. Not for me. Not anymore. It wasn’t … Continue reading
