The year my boyfriend and I started dating, my parents moved from Canada to Brazil, making it my first Christmas without them. I never told my boyfriend how devastated I felt spending the holidays without family. Out at dinner, I was overcome with emotion and started crying over our calamari. “I miss my parents,” I said. Reaching across the table, he gripped my hands and, with deep concern, said, “You pissed your pants?” Now, 15 years married with two children, he’s still the man who would hold my hand through anything, even if I soiled myself in public. — Monica Palit

Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…