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Continue reading →: Little Girl, Big FeelingsI am adamant about allowing my kids to feel their feelings. I want them to know that they can be upset, frustrated, angry even, and all of those feelings will be allowed. I’m sure this is coming from a place that needs healing for me; I didn’t have a lot…
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Continue reading →: God Is A Girl DadWhen we think about God, the first image that usually comes to mind is this larger-than-life being who looms over all things. The words often used to describe him sound so masculine: omnipotent, omniscient, the Alpha and the Omega, the great I Am. All of these names are true descriptions…
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Continue reading →: Do You Have Inexplicable Feelings Too?I have a little ball of chaos inside my heart. It’s constantly there, but it changes weight and size, depending on the day. Sometimes the chaos is controllable, and I can release it in a way that doesn’t knock anyone off their feet. There are some days when I feel…
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Continue reading →: From the Corner of My Eye, ExistenceI sat by the pool languidly, trying hard to concentrate on my book. This task was not easy to do while keeping an eye on my kids, who were frolicking in the water. A few trees gave me cover, their leafy shadows a respite from the sun that beat down…
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Continue reading →: On the PrecipiceWhen my son was around 3 years old, we went to an arcade at the mall that had a ride that was big enough for the two of us. It tilted back and forth, like a boat out on choppy waters. I have a video of us on that ride…
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Continue reading →: A Monster of My Own MakingI’m sitting in a nice little coffee shop today, hoping that the change of scenery would catapult me out of this rut I’ve been in. Nice big windows, good coffee, and a couple of hours alone should do me some good, I think to myself. After eating my brunch, as…
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Continue reading →: A Reality So RelentlessRecently on Threads I saw the question “What is an adult problem you weren’t prepared for?” The first thing that came to my mind was it never stops. It’s one thing after another after another after another, always. The mundane things don’t stop, like bills and laundry and packed lunches.…
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Continue reading →: InevitableI was just a random girl taking a photo of a random guy. He was co-hosting the event with a friend of mine, and I asked them to pose together for a quick shot. They posed, they smiled, and we all went our own way. I vaguely remember thinking he…
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Continue reading →: A Girl Through TimeI felt the leaves crunch under my feet as we walked up the path. It was a cool day, with a light breeze that complemented the warm sunlight. I kept my hands in my dress pockets, and my eyes on the trees that grew all along the path. Trees are…
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Continue reading →: Opportunity or Trap?I’ve never been comfortable with the idea that God “tests” us. It didn’t seem to fit with the God that I personally believe in, the one who is of infinite mercy and unconditional love. Isn’t testing the kind of thing that happens in abusive relationships? Isn’t it a maneuver employed…
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I’m Kris
Wife to an amazing man and mother to two crazy kids I would burn the whole world down for. I love to write, and so I write. I also love to draw, but I’m not very good at it. I do real estate and own a business. It’s a lot. And it’s a mess, sorry I didn’t have time to fix up. Come in, but watch your step! There’s probably some spilled snacks on the floor. And some Legos. But that’s okay, the couch is cozy and the coffee is hot. Let’s make chika!
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