I don’t remember when I started the journey down this path. Sometimes it feels like I just began to climb the mountain. Other times, it feels like I’ve been climbing for years. The forest is both wide and narrow. Some days I look around and recognize nothing. On days like this, I being to think... Continue Reading →
Dear Anxiety,
I can tell you’ve made your home inside my body. I don’t like to be inhospitable, but I think you’ve overstayed your welcome. Can you please find a new dwelling?
With Love,
Kim
Beauty in the Brokenness 