I’ve been doing Swedish death cleaning with my mom-in-law for the past few years. It's not morbid. In fact, it's downright fun and life-affirming.

My husband and I have spent several months each year living with his 85-year-old mom. It works better than most people might imagine.

Here are some of the “secrets of success” that my 84-year-old mother-in-law has taught me about living life to the fullest.

It's not a tradition we planned on, but as remote workers with no kids or pets, we love the spontaneity of going wherever our mood takes us.

I'm a nervous flyer and my husband's big and tall, so on this long-haul flight, we splurged. And oh, how we loved being first class all the way.

Going on a yearly cross-country road trip to live with my mom-in-law has become a favorite tradition for me and my husband.

We planned a month in San Sebastian, Spain, drawn by its food scene, Basque culture, and seaside charm. Instead, we cut our trip short and packed up.

These trips with my father-in-law have taken us across breathtaking landscapes, but their real impact has been on our relationship.

My husband and I often walk through cemeteries. Some people think it's morbid, but we don't. Here's why we love our cemetery walks.

I've just taken the train from Paris to Bordeaux. It’s the first time in a month that I'm not in the City of Light. Here's why I'm both elated and deflated.

My husband and I visited the "Pink City" and enjoyed its rosy-colored buildings and youthful vibrancy, but I'm in no rush to go back.

Twenty years before "Love Is Blind" even existed, my husband and I got engaged without ever seeing each other. Here's our origin story.