They have been married 20 years! That's an error! The original article said they'd been together 14 years before they got married 20 years ago.

It is truly beyond belief

Oh, bless! That image gives me so many warm fuzzies.

I read that sentence three times before realizing that 1) maybe it isn't a joke and 2) this means the picture gets printed on marshmallows, and not that the marshmallows acts as a display piece for printed photos. Heaven help us all.

I actually only teared up once during the finale. I was battling a bit of it's-all-happening-too-fast-life-is-moving-on-without-me that was preventing me from indulging in a full emotional breakdown.

Have mercy.

I need to know a lot more about #1, please.

Preach! I almost NEVER cry at TV, but this show. THIS SHOW. Those faces. That meaningful, meaningful eye contact held for 30 seconds at a time without dialogue...

I'll be working on my ugly cry. Mark may be a little right— the last couple of seasons haven't lived up to the first few, but damn if I haven't cried like a baby over the last several episodes. Who knew Ray Romano and Craig T. Nelson can stir such feelings?

A creepy English teacher with a strange interest in me gave me this book to read on the side in 10th grade. I remember telling my mother and she just said, "Father Ralph, huh?"

I have the best news for you. All of "Are You Afraid of the Dark?" is available on YouTube.

No small children, just 20 years of unquenched David the Gnome/Maya the Bee/Fred Penner cravings. Sign me up.

Erm, yes. I didn't meant his was a reasonable amount of space. I was referring to people who DON'T do this. This is obviously an over-extension of the most egregious sort. Also, on the second thing, I was kidding?

Omg Alycia. I can accept this, but I do not pretend to understand. You loathe them? How? Why? (You don't want to braid Julianne's hair? Not even a little?)

It's impossible not to. If you have a beating heart.

Yes, this. This. All the days on the train. Whenever I meet a man who takes up a reasonable amount of space on the train, it's all I can do not to hug/thank him for his feminism.

Julianne Moore is a gift. She, like Laura Linney, Knows All Human Emotion, and her understated performances have left me weeping uncontrollably because Life on more than one occasion. I trust whatever she says, and I would like to braid her hair.

I sent a link to this article to my mother after her 5th storm-related correspondence this morning. I don't think she appreciated it. Radio silence.

Hi. I have not been through this particular thing, so I have no wisdom to share. But I do want to say: Good for you. You're being so brave. You can do it. And good luck.