Many are excited to see the star of "The Secret Lives of Mormon Wives" try to find love in the wake of her divorce from her first husband and breakup from the father of her third child. The mom of three says that her suitors will have to get along with her family, like children, and be willing to move to Utah.
I married my high-school sweetheart after we both had experienced bad first marriages. We were true soulmates, married for eight years. We had a nice rural home with property and horses. I had started out as a social drinker, but I let it get the best of me and had an affair. I confessed the affair to my wife, who assured me we could get through it by getting counseling and help for my drinking, which I admitted at the time
Moving cities was triggered by what was probably a quarter-life crisis. I was unhappy with work and relationships, and I started to seriously think about my direction. I also felt like my hometown, Brisbane, no longer aligned with my current interests and lifestyle preferences. Many of my friends were also going through significant life transitions, including moving to another city or country, changing careers, or starting families. For me, a new city offered opportunities and different experiences, which I was craving.
My grandmother passed away a few years ago after a long battle with cancer. Even as her health deteriorated, she never lost her spirit. She'd still get excited about whether the Pittsburgh Steelers might finally have a decent season after Ben Roethlisberger's retirement. She'd debate the Pirates' chances with the kind of passionate optimism that only comes from decades of loyal disappointment.
In 2013, after three years of living abroad and backpacking around the world, my partner, Sam, and I returned home to Australia without a cent to our names. We'd literally spent everything we had on our adventures and owned nothing but the clothes in our suitcase when we stepped off the plane. I didn't want to move back to the city we were living in before our travels, as I grew up there, and I was worried it would feel like a step backward.
Dolores devoted over 35 years to caregiving, working in private in-home care and assisted living settings. She provided emotional, physical and medical support to countless elders, earning a reputation for her patience, empathy and exceptional communication skills. She often went above and beyond preparing nourishing meals tailored to clients' needs, organizing nature walks, and accompanying them to appointments, social outings and even family visits out of state.
For most of my life, I've been chasing home and never really finding it. I'd look for it in my mom's childhood bedroom, her blue carpet holding my big dreams (and endless questions) as I spent summers with my grandparents and cousins. I'd look for it wherever my parents' jobs took them, always following a promotion or the promise of easier access to family.
Following many years living and operating a showroom in New York, artist and designer Rebecca Atwood relocated to Charleston, South Carolina-with her husband, Steve Bernstein, and young daughter-in August 2021. The next May, Atwood and her family moved into their current home, a 2,100-square-foot property built in the late 1930s.
It is 2008, and I am sitting in my grandmother's room, at the Salt Lick Safari Lodge within the Taita Hills Wildlife sanctuary in Kenya. It is a gorgeous place to stay, the villas appear almost rocket-shaped, standing high off the ground to prevent any wildlife from getting inside the rooms. All around there is lush greenery. Outside her window, many animals, including elephants, deer, and giraffes pass by.
"I'm still really young but my mom actually had her first child at 21 and my dad was 19," she told hosts Jason Bateman, Sean Hayes and Will Arnett. "SinceI was a baby, I told my mom, like, 'Baby dolls.' I wanted to be a mom just like the way my mom was to me."
We sat in our living room, on the off-white tweed couch. I ran my fingers along the seam, slowly, as if trying to memorize its texture. In that quiet room, dimly lit and strangely alive, I felt the shape of time itself. It wasn't abstract. It wasn't a number on a screen or the sweep of a clock's hand. It felt real - like a second skin, like air thickening into water. I wasn't counting the hours anymore; I was living inside them.
Sheriff's investigators conducted a search at the home of the parents of the missing baby, Emmanuel, whose mother's disappearance claim raised suspicions toward her account regarding the child's kidnapping.
Sara was walking to her car when she was arrested by ICE on July 18 while working at Walmart in Centennial, Colorado. She intended to fly to Texas to meet her partner's family and felt her world was taken from her within seconds.
My grandmother's influence continues to shape my relationships today, even after her death. Her adoration helped me develop an enduring sense of self-worth.
Megan Royal paid tribute to her mother during the funeral service, highlighting her bright, colorful, creative personality and how she had learned so much from her.
When Jordan Cristillo remembers his brother Andrew, who died tragically in a car crash near Whitchurch-Stouffville earlier this month, he thinks of him as 'a gift' a loving father and a great friend.
When I came as a visitor, we always stayed at the Ritz-Carlton in the Marina, and every player, all [we] did was go to Rodeo Drive the day before the game or whatnot... I thought it was all very Hollywood, glitz and glamour.
Dennis 'Tink' Bell was a British adventurer and meteorologist who tragically fell into a crevasse in Antarctica during a survey expedition, leading to his unaccounted disappearance for over 65 years.