It’s been a year, since I have been carrying her keys on my key-chain; there are days that I’m trying to unlock my door, and I mistake her keys for mine; I get so frustrated and I tell myself that I am going to take them off. But I refuse. I don’t take them off,Continue reading “Being loved.”
Compassion asks us to go where it hurts, to enter into the places of pain, to share in brokenness, fear, confusion, and anguish. Compassion challenges us to cry out with those in misery, to mourn with those who are lonely, to weep with those in tears. Compassion requires us to be weak with the weak,Continue reading “The challenge of compassion…and a few lessons along the way.”
My mom finished her radiation treatment on Friday; she wore a mask (like this one) to keep her face from moving during each of her 18 radiation sessions. For her, the mask was very uncomfortable, but I think she was extraordinarily brave to undergo treatment, knowing that her type of brain cancer is terminal. SheContinue reading “Move the World”
Just a little while ago, I cleaned up the living room and managed to make a path from here to there. And then I decided to turn off the TV… Thankfully, this process prepared me to clear my mind. I now hear the rain, my son’s cough and the humming of the fridge; thank goodness,Continue reading “The Experience of Hoping…..”
Internalizing the following pep talk….. I will hang in there… I will hang in there… I will hang in there… I will hang in there… (Okay, now I can go to sleep)
So, I had this moment (yesterday), where I told my mom I loved her….and she said that I shouldn’t love her, because she caused me so much ache…. I cried. I truly wept. It was if a hole was finally patched up–I can only explain what happened in a poem- Free To forgive is toContinue reading “Free”
Kimberly C. Rhyan 