Oh my! (Can I call you ET?) :) I awoke to a flurry of comments from you and they all sent my heart aflutter. Thank you for laying your kind presence onto my work and offering reflection and encouragement. I am especially touched that you are reading this as a father of a 13 year old... such a tender, budding age and I smile thinking that maybe, just maybe, some of my story might help you understand/hear your own daughter's story just a bit more. My child self, my future self and my present self reach out to say THANK YOU.
Sure my name’s Eric but I’ve been embracing my ET side lately too!
Absolutely my pleasure - I can assure you that your story has already helped me understand/hear my daughter more. Her love language is in the napping pic of you and your dad. And it’s as if the entire mother/daughter archetypal relationship is within the one of you at the lake.
Thank you for sharing/baring your soul here.. translating your essence into words the way you have takes an immense amount of resilience and courage and self awareness and compassion… like stepping down a fast moving flow through multiple language barriers into something that still gently holds its original vitality.
Meet you at the delta! (The song lyric playing now) :)
Wow. This metaphor needs a stage! “like stepping down a fast moving flow through multiple language barriers into something that still gently holds its original vitality.”
Oh this one brought me back home, Kim. I remember the smell and feel of that lake and its murk on the warmest and coldest of days. It’s like I was just there. I wish I could push rewind for a day and land here with you. Beautiful words, friend. Thank you for this gift today.
By Self, indeed.
Haha. Love that little willful girl. She's alive and well to this day.
Jeez this is absolutely beautiful.
The presence of the narrator is clear and wise and sad and joyful. A story well told by your future self about your child self in the present tense.
“I think I can. I think I can.” I learned to read with that very book, with my own mom.
Oh my! (Can I call you ET?) :) I awoke to a flurry of comments from you and they all sent my heart aflutter. Thank you for laying your kind presence onto my work and offering reflection and encouragement. I am especially touched that you are reading this as a father of a 13 year old... such a tender, budding age and I smile thinking that maybe, just maybe, some of my story might help you understand/hear your own daughter's story just a bit more. My child self, my future self and my present self reach out to say THANK YOU.
Sure my name’s Eric but I’ve been embracing my ET side lately too!
Absolutely my pleasure - I can assure you that your story has already helped me understand/hear my daughter more. Her love language is in the napping pic of you and your dad. And it’s as if the entire mother/daughter archetypal relationship is within the one of you at the lake.
Thank you for sharing/baring your soul here.. translating your essence into words the way you have takes an immense amount of resilience and courage and self awareness and compassion… like stepping down a fast moving flow through multiple language barriers into something that still gently holds its original vitality.
Meet you at the delta! (The song lyric playing now) :)
Wow. This metaphor needs a stage! “like stepping down a fast moving flow through multiple language barriers into something that still gently holds its original vitality.”
I love your writing Kimberly. You write the landscape so well!
Oh this one brought me back home, Kim. I remember the smell and feel of that lake and its murk on the warmest and coldest of days. It’s like I was just there. I wish I could push rewind for a day and land here with you. Beautiful words, friend. Thank you for this gift today.
Pressing rewind in my mind right now and hearing our giggles of delight as we fling ourselves through the waves. ❤️❤️❤️