This Is Us Being Us – A Glimpse Into Our Marriage
Doc helped me to clean the kitchen before we jumped in the car to get a few items from the drugstore. Walking out of the door, I grabbed the bag of overstuffed garbage, hung it on the side mirror of my car, as we usually do, and drove down the long driveway to our...
Learning to Bend
“When they reached the slopes of the mountain, Grace and Glory stood still in delighted surprise, for stretching before her were fields of slender reeds, swaying in the breeze and tossing lightly in rhythmic motion like waves or a slightly rolling sea…” Lately, I’ve...
To A Thousand Generations
I lie on the guest room bed at my dad’s house, eyes closed, breathing slowly and deeply. Anxiety grips me like a vice and makes me feel like there’s a rock in my gut and a weight on my chest. The anxiety itself causes more anxiety, as I wonder why...
A Letter From My Eighty Year Old Self
Dear Forty-Six Year Old Kim, I was reminiscing today about our beautiful life and thought I’d share some thoughts with you in a letter from your eighty year old self. Lessons if you will. Don’t mind the tone. I’m not shaking my finger, I’m offering you some...
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