My aunt and me, somewhere around 1970

I just returned from spending a week with my Aunt in Florida. We’re close. Legend has it that when she saw me lying in the warmer after my birth, she became overwhelmed with happiness and tears. The first thing that came to her, and in the form of a tender whisper, was the name Kimberlee Joy. Okay, none of that is true except that she named me (she still smiles when she tells people that). I remember her taking me to see every one of the Apple Dumpling Gang films and being the aunt everyone wanted to be with. She enjoyed spending time with me then, and she still welcomes me home now.

There was a time when we were distanced—it was a sad time. Circumstances tore us apart but eventually we worked through the pain and now she is one of the closet people I have in my life. How deep the gratitude goes when a broken relationship is broken no more.



She came back into my life when my grandmother (her mother, of course) unexpectedly passed away. She didn’t get to say good-bye to her like she could have and I thought that it would make her bitter. It didn’t.

I thought that when her bad marriage finally ended, it would change her song. It didn’t.

I thought breast cancer would silence her laugh. It couldn’t.

I am glad to say that through the adversity she has faced, she is stronger than ever. She loves deeper than ever. She laughs and sings at the top of her lungs. She is a survivor. She is BEAUTIFUL!

Are you a survivor? Do you know a survivor? Take this Beautiful Thursday and let him or her know that no matter what they’ve lost or endured, they are BEAUTIFUL!

And so are you.

My aunt and I, somewhere around 2012


I love everything about this pic. The people. The laughter. And Sophie's hair flying in the wind!

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  1. Bruce Cokeroft on the March 29, 2012 remarked #


    Thanks again for this simple reminder about how we should live life to the fullest and enjoy it! It is so awesome to rejoice and be blessed by others in our lives who do not just survive adversity, but who also come out on the other side of it full of joy and better for the experience!

    Keep the posts coming, friend!

  2. pj on the April 5, 2012 remarked #

    I love that things you thought would change her, did not. Through all the storms of life, the valleys of death, and the trials of tears, there is a core in each of us that is unwavering and unyielding. When other foundations sink and dissolve, we have the great assurance that our sinking is into the everlasting arms which will build us back up, still true to our core.

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