Some people love to hear stories; others love to tell them. In search of new material, storytellers may place themselves into somewhat far-fetched and jarring adventures – hoping the stress, discomfort and inconvenience will yield and eventually fade to an intriguing tale, a rapt audience and a sense of satisfaction at having made it through.
Could that be why I agreed to move from western New York to eastern Connecticut two weeks after our wedding, one week after our honeymoon, a mere 14 months after Josh and I had gone on our first date?
