Posted by Kim on Monday Feb 5, 2018 Under Tru Soundtrack

This life?


Carefully crafted, it has come to be this way.

Getting better with time

Aging gently over the years

Grown from love

Nurtured with laughter

With the strength of ocean waves

Powerful and beautiful

It is a lovely state of serenity.

Whether it is spotting a beautiful flower on our Saturday morning stroll

or enjoying a warm cup of tea after dinner

or receiving a big box of wild blueberries in the mail

We elaborately live in simple moments

Composing our perfect symphony.

I think of when it all started. Right here in North Myrtle, so many summers ago. I met your daddy on the stretch of beach at the end of our street.

A dear friendship that lasted into the winter and beyond. He chatted with me about everything. Secrets. Problems. Fears. And hopes.

He became someone I trusted. Someone I loved.

Years later I was at a crossroads in my life. I was leaving Florida and heading back to Virginia.

Who helped me? Your daddy. I remember pulling over on the side of the highway and calling him from a payphone. Talking and crying. Lost and broken.

He put me back together. He made me feel special. Like everything would be just fine.

And it was.

It was perfect.

He encouraged me and supported me.

He believed in me.

There was a certain kind of harmony that existed between us.

Now we have you – the sweetest, most tender reflection of our love.

My enraptured soul is reminded of all that is good and beautiful.

So, this life?

Yeah, it is perfectly perfect.

Happy anniversary Grant. ?





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The 3-Minute Miracle Blizzard

Posted by Kim on Saturday Jan 6, 2018 Under First

A “Bomb Cyclone” is what it was called. This storm that blew up the east coast and dropped snow everywhere.

We really thought this was our chance. 5 inches of snow! School was cancelled. Groceries bought (and some boots and snow pants) and we were ready.

First it was gonna happen around 9:00, then 1:00, then 3:00, then 5:00. When nothing was happening at 6:00, I gave up. Come to find out we had a big ol’ dry slot over us and it kept the storm off. Go figure. We were bummed, to say the least.

So, when you came running into the house screaming it was snowing, I was surprised. I told you to let me finish cleaning the kitchen and then we would go outside and play. You said to me, “Mama, this is what we’ve been waiting for. We have to go now.” I stopped and we got wrapped up.


I am so thankful I listened to you and your live-in-the-moment kind of thinking because about 3 minutes after playing, it was all over.

I cannot help but think of this hair product I like when I am buying drugstore stuff. It is called 3-Minute Miracle and my hair always feels so awesome afterwards. Well, after a few snowballs we felt awesome! That snow was a beautiful miracle for us. It was magical.

You hope for snow every winter and I remind you that it is not likely for us, but you keep wishing. Fingers crossed.

You have not given up yet. 🙂


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Hey, Future Me

Posted by Kim on Wednesday Nov 1, 2017 Under Dear Tru

I look at you.  All the time.

And every time I am reminded of how much you have changed.

Every six months we mark your height on your closet door frame.

And every time I see how much you have grown.

With all the obvious right in front of me, I remain unable to grasp the truth.

Unable to swallow the fact that you are BIG.

Life has blinded me and I am stuck in a state of dark adaptation.

Constantly trying to adjust.

I mean, in my head, you are a little boy.

In my heart, you are a baby.

I am saturated with memories.

With an abundant archive, I close my eyes and reflect on distant days.

Holding you at bedtime and walking gently around the room. A soft, fuzzy head on my shoulder and plump little legs resting on my arms.

Picking you up out of your crib after your nap. You standing there waiting for me. Smiling, you reach your arms out and the weight of you feels like pure love. I squeeze you.

Oh the little sounds. All the little sounds you made before you could talk. A Morse code of sweetness.

I knew I needed to backup my valuable life data. At the time I tried to soak in every detail knowing that one day I would need to recall those moments. And now that day is here. It is right here knocking on my heart.

As much as I tried to etch details into memory and preserve those little years, it escapes me. I mean, I remember, but I do not remember.

Thank goodness for a massive collection of photos and videos.

I look at you now getting huge. Practically eye to eye with me. No longer am I able to pick you up. Almost having to reach up to hug you. Surprised each time I notice that you are the length of the sofa. What has happened?

So, hey, future me you can not get this back. No matter how much you focus on the present, days from now it too, will be a distant memory. This will be gone. Many of these beautiful details lost on me. Beautiful details that should never be forgotten.

So do yourself a favor future me.

Slow down. Pay attention. Awaken the senses.

And grab the camera.






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Summer 2017

Posted by Kim on Sunday Aug 27, 2017 Under Tru Soundtrack

Summer! Our time to just chill all day, every day and boy, do we ever. There are no fancy trips. We love just being home. Being together. Being free. It is long days filled with porch swings, pool and beach time, late night movies with popcorn, and then repeat.

I love you too much.


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Tru…for Realz

Posted by Kim on Thursday Jul 20, 2017 Under Tru Haiku

Tru, the alchemist

My everyday enchantment

The magic is real.

I love you too much!



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My Account

Posted by Kim on Thursday Jun 22, 2017 Under Tru Soundtrack

As corny as it sounds, every morning I wake up and say “Thank you.”

Yep. Thank you for another day. Another deposit into my life account.

An account that gets richer by the moment. A wealth of memories.

Accumulating interest in the form of complete and total joy.

Like a thief, I’m hacking life. Cashing in on smiles and giggles.

A miser hoarding hugs and kisses.

Every day is payday.

And each night before I drift off to sleep, “Thank you.”

I love you too much.

Song: Alive, Graeme James



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Been There, Done That

Posted by Kim on Wednesday Jun 7, 2017 Under Tru Moments

Adios second grade!

Here we go again. You would think I would be getting used to this feeling. But, no.

First day:

Last day:

Every school year draws to an end. I look at you and I pause.

I can not believe how much you have grown and changed. How much you have become your very own person.

Every year I think, oh I am just being a little tender and it won’t be so drastic next year. And then…BAM.

I am right back in that same ol’ nostalgic place. No road map needed.

A little corner in my heart that I visit. As vast as the Grand Canyon.

Full of cherished memories. It takes my breath away.

I drink in the moments. Savor the beauty. Feel the enormity of it all.

And then I come back home…to make more memories.

I love you too much!

**A trip down memory lane…


First Grade:

Second Grade:


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First: Fruit Ninja

Posted by Kim on Wednesday Jun 7, 2017 Under First

This is what happens when your dad gets you that katana you have been wanting for your birthday. I am not really sure whether to laugh or cry. I watch and I cringe. I try to laugh and be cool with it because this is so you. And more than anything I want to encourage the truth of you…the one and only Tru.

I love you too much!

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Posted by Kim on Saturday Apr 15, 2017 Under Tru Insights

Hope is like ice cream. If it melts, you failed.

Tru Brown


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I’m Good

Posted by Kim on Friday Apr 14, 2017 Under Tru Soundtrack

I’m good. And that’s perfect.

When did good become not enough?

The world is so busy being busy.

Trying to do more. Be more. Have more.

Well, I think good, is pretty darn amazing.

I could not ask for more.

I have kinda always been good, really.

I feel like it has all intentionally fallen into place. Slowly connecting. Evolving over time. Until it was just right.

Your daddy was my best friend turned husband.

I wanted my Bachelor’s and my Master’s degrees and I got them.

I wanted my National Board Certification, so I got it.

And I really wanted to win the Donald H. Graves Award for Excellence in Teaching Writing and I did.

Then one day I decided I wanted to be your mom. I remember telling your daddy and…here we are.

I say “your” mom because from day one I prayed for you, a boy. I saw you in my mind or in my heart, I don’t know which.

But I knew you. You were very clear to me.

Our souls knew each other. I just needed you in flesh and blood.

And now, I’m good.

Good is swinging with you in the porch swing playing I Spy.

Good is walking with you over to the office in the moonlight and stopping to shoot a basket or look at the night sky.

Good is our daily chats riding to and from school together.

Good is bouncing on the trampoline or squirrel hunting in the front yard.

Good is you.

You are tangible hope.

This guy you have become.

Touching my heart.

You live so pure.

A warrior of love.

Teaching me a thing or two about confidence and purpose.

Keeping me straight on most days.

So strong in who you are. Walking your own path.

Showing up as your one true self. Adding your sense of humor to the ordinary.

Making it all good.

And having a good life is everything.

I love you too much!

Song: I’m Good, The Mowgli’s


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