I wonder if instead of trying to use our autobiographical memories to write a play-by-play news report, we are meant to create a beautiful story, filling in the lost details creatively in ways that bring meaning to us.
The Power of Story
I heard the whispers in the wind. Drawn to the familiar sound, I was certain it would lead me to a place where I belong. I followed the melodic tune down a meandering path. I traveled so far that I found myself lost and alone in the forest. When I could no longer see clearly,... 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 