DEAR ABBY: My husband and I married three years ago. We both had lost our spouses to cancer. He had a house and I had a house, so, since mine was paid for, I talked him into moving into mine and ...
Dear Annie: Thank you for the work you do on behalf of the good. I often read your columns on boundaries, and I deeply appreciate your encouragement to not only set boundaries for ourselves but also ...
Dear Abby: I have a special-needs son and cannot travel with him alone. I have also been in a committed relationship for two years. When my aunt’s youngest daughter got married last year, I clearly ...
Dear Annie: I’m four years older than my boyfriend. I’m 36, and he’s 32. I really want to get married and have kids one day, but he wants to take things slow. I don’t know what else to do or say to ...
DEAR ABBY: Every year like clockwork, we receive a holiday card from friends, which the wife addresses only to my husband. It is always a jolly card filled with their family adventures and ...
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Unlock access to every one of the hundreds of articles published daily on BroadwayWorld by logging in with one click. Evan Hansen has always felt like he’s on the outside looking in, his severe ...
Dear Abby: I have a special-needs son and cannot travel with him alone. I have also been in a committed relationship for two years. When my aunt's youngest daughter got married last year, I clearly ...
Dear Annie: I’ve been married for 28 years, and I’m starting to feel like my husband doesn’t love me as much anymore as he once did. We talk and get along, but it feels like we are more friends ...
DEAR ABBY: I have a neighbor I will call “Sheila.” Every year, Sheila throws an over-the-top New Year’s Eve party. It is not even Halloween yet, and she has already sent the save-the-date invitations.
Dear Annie: A set of neighbors used to live across the street from me. When they did, I thought they were really nice, but I found out later -- too late -- that they were meth addicts who stole ...