DEAR ABBY: I live five hours away from my hometown. My mom is 98 and in assisted living there. In recent years, my younger ...

I live five hours away from my hometown. My mom is 98 and in assisted living there. In recent years, my younger sister has ...

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DEAR ABBY: I have been married for 34 years.My husband often accuses me of having cheated on him and being disrespectful to him throughout our marriage. I have said some things in ways I agree ...

DEAR ABBY: My grandson is transgender and gets very hurt when I misgender him.. Related Articles. Dear Abby: She’s secretly cruel, then spins a different story for her church friends Dear Abby ...

Dear Abby: My son-in-law is never on time for anything.He's in charge of driving his young son to elementary school and is consistently late by four or five minutes. He and my daughter have gotten ...

DEAR ABBY: You have printed many letters from women living with deadbeat men. I wish you would write about the benefits of living alone and not needing a man in your life to feel complete.

DEAR ABBY: While doing some house cleaning, I came across a column of yours that I had clipped and tucked away. On one of the pages I had dog-eared was the poem, “Decide to Forgive.” ...

Dear Abby: While doing some house cleaning, I came across a column of yours that I had clipped and tucked away.On one of the pages I had dog-eared was the poem, "Decide to Forgive." I was struck ...

Dear Abby: Over the last few years, my family has faced a lot of loss, especially my mother. In the span of three years, she has lost her parents, my father, and my brother.

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DEAR ABBY: While doing some house cleaning, I came across a column of yours that I had clipped and tucked away. On one of the pages I had dog-eared was the poem, “Decide to Forgive.” ...