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The Blue Jar
I took the round white lid off the small blue jar, thinking of Mom and how I came to have her moisturizer cream. Silly really, but somehow that jar had become important to me. A link to my sweet Mom who was no longer around to need it. I thought of her smooth skin, her
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Flying Solo
I was afraid I wouldn’t see him. Or find him dead at the base of the tree where I discovered his siblings. But then I spotted movement. He was hopping around in the far back corner of the yard, squeaking occasionally. Still alive. Several weeks ago I spotted the Blue Jay nest near the
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Coffee Can Adventures
I’m pretty sure the experience I had recently is something my readers have not. Long before Mom’s death she left instructions for her burial. We would not need a casket, only a container for ashes. She asked my sister Marie to accompany her to the cemetery to mark her spot. You have to understand about
CHASED BY GRACE
An inspirational novel by Kim Robinson
Beneath life’s rockslide moments beats the heart of grace, producing hope in the most unlikely places …
Kim Chronicles 