Boundaries of Kindness, setting limits for disagreeable people
Wonder, wonder? I’ve done a lot of that since Ma died. I wonder how she managed to welcome me with kindness into her home no matter how rushed I acted or how far apart our visits. I’d stop by and stay an hour or I’d stay 10 minutes. Sometimes I’d visit...wRiting and wAiting
Writing and waiting are spelled differently by only one letter, which I didn’t notice until the day I sloppily wrote “writing” in all caps on a wrinkled piece of paper. When I glanced back at the note, the R looked like an A. Interesting, huh? Maybe...My Rainy Day Pinocchio (my lying husband and self-acceptance)
If my husband’s nose ever grows, it’ll be on a rainy day. And I’m not even sure why he lies, but he does. Sure as it was raining outside, he sat on our couch and said, “I really don’t mind the rain. I mean, I kind of like it. Except when it’s cold or really wet.”...Hi, I’m Kim.
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