I wake up in the morning, early early, still dark, and hear something that sounds like a fire alarm. I immediately look up to my ceiling- nope, not that- but it’s that same ear-piercing, high-pitched wail and it’s not stopping. I stumble downstairs, disheveled but determined to not let that sound … [Read more...] about Rocks in the Water: The Hard Parts of Love and Markers of a Marriage that’s Real.