“I’m Done Done” (a post about boundaries … another reason I didn’t want a granddaughter)
I didn’t identify it right off, but setting boundaries is one on the list of fearful reasons why I didn’t want a granddaughter. I also didn’t identify right off that setting boundaries is one of the most significant lessons I’m learning from her. I have allowed unacceptable behavior into most of my life, but I have to tell you, since the day...
You're Lucky
When I taught kindergarten, a fellow teacher assured me I was lucky. She said it again and again at the beginning of each school year. She told me how lucky I was to always be assigned a well-behaved class, while paying little attention to the hours my students walked up and down corridors to learn hallway procedures, to forfeited breaks...
You’re Lucky
When I taught kindergarten, a fellow teacher assured me I was lucky. She said it again and again at the beginning of each school year. She told me how lucky I was to always be assigned a well-behaved class, while paying little attention to the hours my students walked up and down corridors to learn hallway procedures, to forfeited breaks...
Religious Dysfunction
A friend emailed in response to the post about dying. He mentioned religious dysfunction, which made me think of lions and tigers and bears … oh my. Well, not really. Only lions came to mind, but still, what a weird thing to reflect on at the mention of religious dysfunction. It’s because I’ve done some weird things in the name of religion....
Waiting Until God Makes It Easy (guest post by Sara Dawkins)
Today's post is by freelance writer and nanny Sara Dawkins. I'm honored to share her wise words about waiting. Thank you, Sara. I’m not a waiter. I’m just not. I want to be doing something, anything. Just make a decision, Just move forward. Just go! The more lost I get, the faster I run as if that will help. In every part of my life, I forge...
Dying To Love
In the last month, my mom died. A friend/former colleague died. And, early yesterday morning, I received a phone call about a friend’s 31-year-old daughter who died. Yesterday was the second Sunday morning my friend has been awakened around 4 a.m. with news of losing a child. Her son died in a car accident some years ago. I don’t claim to know...
Why Get Angry?
Our granddaughter, Claire, turns a bright shade of red, the same as her parent’s living room sofa, when she is crying for her next feeding or a diaper change. I think she’s adorable when she gets angry, probably because I like feisty girls. And probably because I wish I was one of them. Instead, when thing aren’t going my way, I weep and...
Hi, I’m Kim.
I write about Getting Your Own Life While Loving the People In It which means we live our lives, honor our emotions, and show up for our relationships.
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