Author Archives: Kim
The Joy of Having Time to Just Potter Around
Seems funny to talk of the joy of time to potter when one is almost retired, but things still seem to fill the day. An article to edit, bills to pay, friends to call, grandchildren to mind. Today, I am … Continue reading
Dominick’s Law in Michigan
In April this year, a little boy called Dominick was brutally beaten for 4 days by his drug addicted mother’s boyfriend. His mother did nothing. Poor beggar probably terrified herself and her brain circuits destroyed by drugs. Neighbours heard the … Continue reading
J is for Joy, and Jenny
Just after promising to be faithful to this blog, I deserted it again because of workload and then a bug. But today we celebrate a dear friend I shall call Jenny, as that is her mother’s nickname for her. We … Continue reading
Mea Culpa
I must confess I haven’t been as faithful to this blog as I intended to be. I have tended to write when I can trace joy in my life. I haven’t written on the days when I feel no joy, … Continue reading
The Joy of Butterfly Souls
A few years ago I learned an interesting fact about butterflies, which in ancient Greek is the same as the word for soul. Butterflies were the symbol of the soul They are often a symbol of resurrection, but I couldn’t … Continue reading
Love changes everything, but does it justify everything?
A recent read (by an author I confess I have forgotten) and the new Tilda Swinton film I Am Love (according to Eureka Street Reviewer) raise the question do love and personal happiness justify causing the lives of your family … Continue reading
My soul flies like a bird
This morning I was praying rather sleepily on my balcony, having gone through a rather bad few days that included a serious allergy reaction to chemicals and a computer meltdown. I was praying once again that God would write straight … Continue reading
Joy in the morning — Again
This morning the gentle breeze was a lot more frisky and mischievous, but still more playful than nuisance. The sun was warm but comfortable on my back and my balcony garden is rewarding us for the hard yards we put in … Continue reading
And God Was in the Gentle Breeze
I have written several times about being out on my balcony in the mornings. Often, as on a morning like today, a gentle breeze caresses my skin and just eases the heat of the sun on my body. I remember … Continue reading
Now this is Joy
This picture of two of my grandchildren is worth a thousand words. Their joy in each other’s company, their uncomplicated affection for one another, the way they just took each other’s hands on a walk down the street. They are so precious … Continue reading