Cold. Shadow behind me. Babbling of lunatics. Quiet waiting. Anticipation is 9/10th of the experience. In the 17th year of the 21st Century. In the 47th year of my life. Seven is a sacred number. What will I remember? Starting now. This moment. The music. Every human eye witnesses. Every eye shall see. Wonder. Amazement. Awe. Beauty. True spectacle. Authentic presence of God.
I'm Kimberly. Single mother by choice. Soon to be wife. Holder of space. Maker of place. Mom. Mama. Mommy. Mitch. These are my thoughts, reflections, ideas and random observations about raising twin sons.
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