The artist formerly known as Kim 🙂 When my husband wants to make me crazy, he calls me “Kim”. I have repeatedly told him this name is to be used only in the event of an emergency, such as finding himself in a hostage situation or some other unlikely scenario. “Kim” is our distress code, not to be confused with…
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Church in a coffee shop
I hear her talking from across the coffee shop. I’ve seen her there before, circled close to the same group of older gentlemen clutching coffee cups. They come here often to talk about the latest headlines, their medical problems, the grandkids, and, occasionally, their faith. As a serial eavesdropper, my ears fine-tune to the tenor of their conversation, and I…
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True Beauty
“Your hair! Your beautiful hair! Oh, Jo, how could you? Your one beauty.” ~Louisa May Alcott in Little Women My hair reaches almost to my waist. I don’t know when it happened exactly, but I ignored it for a while and I let it grow and grow and grow. My daughter turned to me in the car a few days…
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Day 31: When our dreams speak
I woke with a start. In the dream, I was crying. Startled awake by the force of it, I discovered real tears trickling down my cheeks. I told my husband about it later, and he asked why the dream made me cry. I dreamt I failed at something important in my everyday, real life, and various people flitted through the…
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Day 30: Speaking the truth in love: A guest post
I emailed Elise last week in a panic. I have no more words left to say, I told her. Can you jump in with some of your own? Kind soul, she offered to post for me today, our 30th day together. Welcome Elise Parker, as she shares a personal story on speaking life. When I think of friendship, I think…
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