Dear Abby is written by Abigail Van Buren, also known as Jeanne Phillips, and was founded by her mother, Pauline Phillips. Contact Dear Abby at www.DearAbby.com or P.O. Box 69440, Los Angeles, CA 90069.
Your letter is inspirational. In your P.S. you asked me to print it to help others. Your letter, and others I’m including here, may help to put this sensitive subject into perspective.
I’m average, fitness-wise, and work in an office. My girlfriend, who is naturally athletic, has belonged to a gym for a year. Our two fitness paths collided when I was enjoying a coffee with her and her training partner, “Trixi,” at her place one day.
I belong to a family that doesn’t respond to RSVPs for weddings or wedding showers.
I have really nice neighbors, and we are always pleasant to each other. We put up a large above-ground pool in our backyard, and they put up a trampoline.
Postpartum depression is more than being tired and overscheduled. It’s a medical condition that, left untreated, can have serious consequences.
Having been a compulsive recipe collector for many years, I can imagine how frustrating it was to discover your recipes were gone.
At 13, it’s too soon to throw up your hands and give up. Because therapy and medication haven’t helped your son, I would have to ask what kind of therapist has been seeing him.
My daughter is 19 and lives with me. She is seeing a 26-year-old man who has a child with another woman he didn’t marry.
My fiance and I are looking forward to being married soon. The problem is, he wants a traditional wedding with bridesmaids and groomsmen, and I prefer a wedding at the courthouse.
I have a great marriage to an amazing woman. We have beautiful kids and are really happy together. The issue, however, is my in-laws.