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A couple of weeks ago, I joined Ivy’s Six Sentence Story prompt with these two fictional stories. Since then, I’ve been thinking about Denise from the second of the two. Her story continues here in six more sentences. This week’s word is “content.” “Certainly this can’t really be a grave,” Denise thought as she leaned in for […]

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  • Ivy - They never look sleeping. Cool idea to continue the story line….i love the “fake prada lady” …i have so many people in my life with appointed monikers like this one.September 3, 2015 – 9:04 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Do I have one? And it better be something more awesomely unique than Weeniebutt because FRIST.September 3, 2015 – 9:06 pmReplyCancel

      • Ivy - Like the screaming apple lady or mr. Bus stopSeptember 3, 2015 – 9:17 pmReplyCancel

  • ivy - Oops…i tend to give them to people whose names i dont know…September 3, 2015 – 9:18 pmReplyCancel

  • Josie Two Shoes - I am loving this story and hope it will continue! I too have found that the dead don’t really appear to be sleeping, but rather as you say, there is a countenance of contentment – true release from the burdens carried that often haunt us even as we sleep. This story line feels dark, and yet very real. I already like that about your character, she is real… not pretending, not fake. My kind of woman!September 3, 2015 – 9:30 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I think that it may continue, Josie. And yeah, to the dead. It’s such a strange concept and leads to so much more – what happens after and where do we go and all of that. The story does feel a little dark, which was a bit of a surprise for me as that is not usually my writing. Maybe it’s some alter-ego thing that Ivy is helping me to bring out in the fiction?September 4, 2015 – 10:35 pmReplyCancel

  • Lisa @ The Meaning of Me - Again, well done. I like this character.
    Yeah, I would never say dead people look like they’re sleeping.September 3, 2015 – 9:38 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I don’t know that it’s a chapter but thank you. I don’t know if this is going anywhere but I like that it’s made me think. And yeah, dead people. They look dead.September 4, 2015 – 10:35 pmReplyCancel

  • Emily - Great writing once again…really loved your last paragraph. You’ve got a knack for this, I’m telling ya!September 3, 2015 – 10:07 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Gah. I dunno. This isn’t the book I have in my head but seems to be the one coming for these six sentence things so maybe just go with it is what I’ve been telling myself. Of course, nanowrimo is 50k words and this is six sentences so they likely won’t be related. But thank you!September 4, 2015 – 10:36 pmReplyCancel

  • Mimi - Loved this Kristi! So much fun to read a different kind of writing from you. I was riveted!September 3, 2015 – 10:33 pmReplyCancel

  • Janine Huldie - You are so right as to the dead not looking like they are sleeping and can say this after sadly being in the hospital room when my own grandfather passed away years back. Definitely though hope you could this story now in the future weeks to come now.September 4, 2015 – 1:30 amReplyCancel

  • Kristi - Um, could you cheat a bit and give us a few more sentences? What happened?! :-)September 4, 2015 – 2:09 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Gah, I dunno! Should I keep going with it or do the story in my head? Fiction is weird. As is life, I suppose.September 4, 2015 – 10:38 pmReplyCancel

  • My Inner Chick - Kristy,
    have I told you lately that I love U? Okay, I know I don’t really know you, but what difference does that make.
    Anyhow, I like what Lizzy said, “They are not home anymore. They are in their new home.”

    xxSeptember 4, 2015 – 10:54 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Kim,
      I always always welcome somebody as fabulous and as amazing as you telling me that you love me. Thank you. And we know one another. I’ve had the conversation with writerly friends about how we share so much more in writing than we would in a grocery line or at a playground. It makes us easier to know one another and easier to love. The feeling is mutual.September 4, 2015 – 10:39 pmReplyCancel

  • Tamara - I’ve never seen a dead body! Not a loved one or anything. But we were there when my dog was put to sleep and it did NOT look like sleeping at all. You’re so right. It looked like.. well.. like the life was gone.

    I love your character!!September 4, 2015 – 2:09 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Tamara,
      A dog’s life gone looks the same. I’ve witnessed both and it’s true — it just looks like life is gone. Where does it go? And thank you.September 4, 2015 – 10:40 pmReplyCancel

  • Allie - I got shivers when I read this. Well fdone my friend! I like it:). More please…September 4, 2015 – 4:03 pmReplyCancel

  • Out One Ear - I would love to be inside your head Kristi. It is so full of incredible ideas and thoughts and stories. How do you do this????September 4, 2015 – 9:37 pmReplyCancel

  • Marcia @ Menopausal Mother - I love these story snippets, Kristi! Fiction writing is in your blood. Can’t wait to read the next installment!September 4, 2015 – 11:43 pmReplyCancel

  • Pat B - It is so interesting to see this story evolve. It makes me wonder what kinds of hidden stories are within myself.September 5, 2015 – 1:43 amReplyCancel

As September looms, I think about this summer and all that it’s held for me. My little boy turned six, and had his first-ever birthday party with friends. I attended BlogU, BlogHer and two writing retreats. Our family took a trip to Dollywood to celebrate Tucker’s birthday, and each week, went to the waterpark, a […]

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  • JT Walters - Even though I have been crippled with a broken leg, this was the Summer my son really became a full grown man. At the beginning of the Summer he still listened to me and loved me but now I am just the final enforcer.

    It saddeneds me to say my son will never talk but gets his point across. He is now struggling for his independence and autonomy.

    Where he use to love babies, he wants Mommies to care for their children.

    I will miss the last glimpse of my boy who has become an adolescent/teenager/anti-authority renegade.August 27, 2015 – 10:28 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Awe man, the growing up is just dang hard isn’t it? SO SO hard. I love that he wants moms to care for their children. You’ve raised a noble son for sure.August 28, 2015 – 11:25 pmReplyCancel

  • Mimi - Loved this Kristi! You capture the essence of summer and all the emotions that run through it. I’m hoping to hook up. This is a great prompt! xoAugust 28, 2015 – 12:53 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Mimi, I so hope you’ll link up!!! This prompt is one that originally was like “hm” for me but then, once I thought about it, was so perfect. So full of a million possibilities. xo youAugust 28, 2015 – 11:27 pmReplyCancel

  • Janine Huldie - Beautiful way to look at it and I can happily say I most certainly lived and enjoyed so much this summer, too. So if nothing else I have some great memories to get me through now, as wellAugust 28, 2015 – 2:16 amReplyCancel

  • Allie - I hate good-byes, too. Especially to childhood phases and seasons (except winter – I’m always happy to say so long then:)). I will miss this summer so very much. We’ve had some cool, teasing mornings this weekend, and I was not excited. It coming too fast.August 28, 2015 – 7:04 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I’m a dork and even miss winter’s passing. Although that’s less true here in DC than it was when I lived in Colorado. Winter in Colorado is amazing. Everybody thinks it’s brutal but it’s less brutal than here. The sun is out almost all of the time and it’s DRY cold so less cold, and the snow crunches under your feet. Also, skiing. But yeah, I’m so going to miss summer.August 28, 2015 – 11:29 pmReplyCancel

  • Katy @ Experienced Bad Mom - So true – “each of us says goodbye to an us that we’ll never be again.” *Sigh!*August 28, 2015 – 7:40 amReplyCancel

  • Emily - “Where is a bird’s butt-crack?” That is just awesome – period.August 28, 2015 – 8:03 amReplyCancel

  • Elizabeth - How smart of you to make the loss of summer easier by planning fun things in autumn!August 28, 2015 – 9:43 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I hope so!!! The whole booking thing started sketchy but hopefully we’ve got it sorted by now!August 28, 2015 – 11:39 pmReplyCancel

  • Lisa @ Golden Spoons - I swear this summer went by SO FAST! I feel like we had just gotten settled in a started making pans when it was time to start thinking about back to school already. I’m usually not that emotional about the end of summer – neither happy to send the kids back to school or extremely sad about it. This week, though, I was unexpectedly teary when I dropped them off on the first day. My oldest started her last year of middle school and the two youngest started at a new school after last year being so hellacious at the old one. We will never have this summer back again and I fell like I just didn’t get enough this time. ::Sigh::August 28, 2015 – 12:31 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I feel like it went by so fast too, Lisa! Like super duper crazy fast. Sigh. I’m glad though that you got the two youngest into a school better for them. Hopefully. It’s all so dang scary though. And sad! Because pretty soon, we’re going to be planning their weddings right? Gah.August 28, 2015 – 11:46 pmReplyCancel

  • Michele @ A Storybook Life - It sounds like it has been a wonderful and memorable summer, bird butt cracks and all! I love the idea of planning your Florida trip to keep the summer feeling going a little longer. :)August 28, 2015 – 1:52 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thanks, Michele! I so want to keep the summer going. I’m sad about FIRST GRADE ALREADY. Gah.August 28, 2015 – 11:56 pmReplyCancel

  • Tamara - Just beautiful. I already miss it too, and it’s not gone yet.
    It was shorter than usual for us, because we had 4,000 snow days last year, but I’m wondering if it could only have felt short – for all the fun it contained.
    Sob.
    Stop growing up so fast, kids. I still want to buy baby shoes.August 28, 2015 – 3:10 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I so miss it. We had 4,000 snow days too but we did the year before as well and so they adjusted the schedule this year. Tucker didn’t get out until end of June. Still it feels too dang short. Sob is right.August 28, 2015 – 11:58 pmReplyCancel

  • Sandra - I love your kid! Where is a bird’s butt crack? ‘Cause really, where is it? Right? I love September and the fall, and when kids start school. And it’s not because I get the kidlets out of the house, but it’s because it reminds me of that great feeling of getting to start fresh in a new grade with new friends. This was beautifully written once again, and your love for your son moves me beyond words.August 29, 2015 – 6:28 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I love him too!! LOL and yeah, right? WHERE IS IT??? I do love September and the Fall but I’m so going to miss this summer. It’s the aging I think. And thank you so much for your kind words – they mean a lot to me.August 30, 2015 – 12:45 amReplyCancel

  • Dana - I’m missing summer right along with you, Kristi. I can’t believe people get annoyed about parents being tearful…what a waste of time to be annoyed by that. Life’s too short, people.

    I love the questions that Tucker asks you – I think that the questions asked are a better measure of intelligence than the answers given. (But I did love your answer to the bird butt crack question!)August 29, 2015 – 9:56 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - People who get annoyed are buttholes really. And I love the questions that Tucker has too!! You’re so right about the questions meaning more than the answers! I mean what do you SAY really about “where is a bird’s buttcrack?”August 30, 2015 – 12:46 amReplyCancel

  • Nicki - So adore your perspective in this Kristi!

    “And every summer, we say goodbye to an us that we’ll never be again.” Sad and achy, but also good as we continue to move forward and “live a little bit more, every day…” <3August 29, 2015 – 7:00 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Aw Nix. Thank you. It’s so true right? I mean sad and happy and sad and achy but yes to the moving forward. A little bit. Every day.August 30, 2015 – 12:47 amReplyCancel

  • Angel the Alien - Weird that people would get annoyed about parents being nervous or teary about their children’s transition! It is a huge thing… if you have children in your life you realize that they are constantly cchanging into new versions of themselves… the baby you knew last year is not the toddler you know this year or the preschooler you’ll know a few years from now. I think the teariness is reasonable, because you really are saying goodbye to something. Yes, it is good to move forward… but still… it is always hard to say goodbye.August 31, 2015 – 8:48 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - It’s so weird, Angel, because you’re right — we need to remember as parents (and as PEOPLE) that people change and grow but also that it’s sad because we’re saying goodbye to the people we knew before, right? Thank you so much for getting it. For saying that teariness is reasonable. Hard to say goodbye always.August 31, 2015 – 11:06 pmReplyCancel

  • Christine Organ - I am so sad to see this summer end too! This is the first time when I’m not even a little bit excited for fall. Usually about this time of the year, I get excited for school and football and cool nights. Not this year. I want more pool days and flip-flops and lazy mornings.August 31, 2015 – 10:14 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I’m so glad that you feel the same way! I usually love fall, and I am sure (or hope to be sure) that I will this year as well but I’m just NOT as ready as usual!!! Pools. Flip-flops. Lazy. That. Sigh.September 1, 2015 – 1:10 amReplyCancel

  • Lisa @ The Meaning of Me - So beautiful. I love T.’s questions – so funny. Zilla asks similar things and it drives me batshit crazy, but isn’t part of why we love them so damn much? I can’t imagine NOT answering questions like that. Or trying to, anyway. 😀August 31, 2015 – 10:33 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I love T’s questions too Lisa! And you’re spot on with driving us batshit crazy (because OMG the “WHY???” argh!) But yeah, I can’t imagine not answering them either and their questions give us so much insight into them!!September 1, 2015 – 1:12 amReplyCancel

  • Kenya G. Johnson - The reflection of summers. There are so many things that have been the “last time” but I also really enjoy watching Christopher grow up and I just loved his independence this summer. Even though I was not excited to see the summer end so quickly, and fall means football, homework etc – I love it more!

    I happened to be eating a bagel with cream cheese while I also wondered, “Where IS a birds butt crack?”September 3, 2015 – 10:07 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Sigh to all of the last times, Kenya! Huge. I’m happy to read about you enjoying watching Christopher grow up because I’m missing Baby Tucker so much right now. Ugh to football and homework. T wants to play football too (which I think I’ve said before) but I’m hoping he goes for soccer or a gentler sport. Also HAHAHA to him and “gentle sports” — really.
      And right??? Where IS a bird’s butt crack?September 3, 2015 – 11:28 pmReplyCancel

  • Linda Atwell - I love this line: We say goodbye to an us that we’ll never be again.

    Again, you are so right. No matter how hard we try, we will never be the same as soon as that second passes. There are many moments in life that I tell myself, hold on to this moment. Hold on tight. And yet many, many, many moments later, I have trouble remembering exactly how that moment felt. You seem to do so much better with this than I do and I love getting a glimpse into Kristi.

    As you already know and acknowledge, yes, this summer is going and you are already missing it, but there are many more summers to look forward to. And you will embrace them with the same energy that you embraced this last one. And that is what I love about you and your words.September 3, 2015 – 11:46 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Linda, your comments are always so wonderful and amazing and it’s like you know what I mean between the lines. It’s so true that we’ll never be the same and I also feel like sometimes, I forget the moments. There are a few though, that I keep. I think it’s a symptom of not becoming a mom until I was 40, and I’d already miscarried, met all of my friends’ kids, and have less patience than I used to for sure. So maybe it’s partly guilt-driven — that I know I’d have been more fun for Tucker if I were 10 years younger when I had him. Anyway, there are those moments now when I feel like I need to breathe them and hold them. Thanks also for the reminder that I’ll cherish the upcoming ones just as much.September 4, 2015 – 9:05 pmReplyCancel

The following two stories are fiction, and are told in six sentences, for my friend Ivy’s prompt. I usually don’t participate, as I’m often doing my own Finish the Sentence Friday prompt on Fridays. Ivy leaves her Six Sentence Stories prompt open until Tuesday, so that we can do both if we so choose. How awesome is that? […]

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  • ivy - Hooray! You made it!!!! Awesome stories! On a couple levels….both of them work from different angles and get so much in in just 6 sentences….yet all the inferences are there…especially in the second one. Im so glad you linked in!!! Thanks Kristi!August 21, 2015 – 3:04 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thank you my sweet lovable knows-how-to-hug-f’real-friend. Thank you for this prompt. I’d not have written anything this week. Our birthday(s) week. You know I was thinking – I have my birthday and also my adoption day and so maybe have more than one too??? Or not, I mean it is not the same but kinda?
      I’m so glad I linked in too. xoAugust 21, 2015 – 11:32 pmReplyCancel

      • ivy - Omg! Totally a member of the club!!!! You could run for office! Welcome!!!!!! Happy birthday and happy adoption day!!!!!August 22, 2015 – 12:47 amReplyCancel

        • Kristi Campbell - LOL never did celebrate adoption day. It’s either in 6 days or 8 days from my birthday, depending on who you ask. I think you get that 😉August 23, 2015 – 2:58 pmReplyCancel

  • Dana - You should write fiction more often, Kristi – these are great!August 21, 2015 – 5:35 pmReplyCancel

  • Sarah - These are fabulous stories, Kristi. So real and moving in just six sentences.August 21, 2015 – 5:56 pmReplyCancel

  • Marcia @ Menopausal Mother - You have me COMPLETELY drawn in with both of these! Now I want to read more!!! What happens next?August 21, 2015 – 10:31 pmReplyCancel

  • Emily - Okay, you are SO ready for NaNoWriMo! I’d say you have the makings of 2 novels right here – keep going!August 22, 2015 – 8:52 amReplyCancel

  • Sara - Love. You still got it, girl. Huge hug.August 23, 2015 – 2:55 pmReplyCancel

  • Dyanne @ I Want Backsies - All right, show off, TWO six sentence stories in one week? Love them both; such interesting takes on the prompt!August 23, 2015 – 11:09 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thanks so much Dyanne! And not really show-off when I’ve been waiting and waiting to participate but afraid to right? :) Right? Yes. Right. I hope.August 27, 2015 – 12:43 amReplyCancel

  • Tamara - I am NOT a fiction writer… (like at all) so I bow down to this.
    Keep on at it! I want to see more!August 24, 2015 – 1:00 pmReplyCancel

  • Roshni - Wow! You made for some chilling stories! So different from your usual style! Pretty impressive!August 26, 2015 – 5:58 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thank you, Roshni. Not sure where any of this fiction stuff is going but I think (for now, at least) that it’s maybe going to be fun.August 27, 2015 – 12:44 amReplyCancel

  • Lisa @ The Meaning of Me - I love the part about the tracks – very well done. These are terrific. How did I miss them? Oh, right…I disappeared from blog land for like the whole summer.September 3, 2015 – 9:36 pmReplyCancel

Each and every August, I turn a year older. While my approaching birthday is not considered to be a Big Birthday, aren’t they all Big Birthdays? After all, why should a milestone that ends in a five or a zero be any more complex and important than one ending in a three, or a seven, […]

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  • Dana - Yes to all of this. To feeling old, to it being okay, and to having so much ahead of us. I have to keep reminding myself of that, especially in August when I find myself looking back instead of forward.August 13, 2015 – 10:05 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - First! Also yeah, to feeling old, to it being almost mostly totally okay.. Me too, me too.August 13, 2015 – 10:21 pmReplyCancel

  • JT Walters - When I think of birthdays…I try to forget. Each birthday has been hall marked by tragedy in my life and seem unimportant when I consider my son.

    My sixth birthday I forgot and went home with a boy who was not invited to the party…my Mom was pissed.

    Another birthday a pet died.

    Another my Mom was diagnosed with Cancer and died two years later.

    A very serious car accident (other driver’s fault) on another.

    My friends drag me out on my birthday but it is like playing Russian Roulette.

    Birthdays are tragedies for me. And yes, I too realize we only accept not having all the answers with a bit more grace as we grow older but are basically making it up as we go.

    Birthdays for me should come with survival gear but I count my friends and family as blessings which ups the best part about my birthdays.

    I wish you the best happiest birthday ever. What sun spots and wrinkles??? You are too young to complain about your birthdays in your thirties!!August 13, 2015 – 10:14 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Dude, your birthdays sound TERRIBLE. :( And hahah – I wish I were whining in my 30’s!August 14, 2015 – 8:05 pmReplyCancel

  • Stacey DeHaven Gannett - Fabulous post, Kristi! I definitely wonder how I will feel, when fifty comes, but there are still a few more years to go for that. I will certainly remember forty as it is immortalized on my blog. LOL! Have a great week and thanks so much for letting me co-host! :)August 14, 2015 – 1:54 amReplyCancel

  • Lizzi Rogers - Beautiful. And also makes me wonder when I’ll get over my own jitters around my birthday. I’m aiming for 41. Also, life is terminal. To paraphrase (or sub-phrase (or just misquote)) Denise – Life is terminal: live every day as though tomorrow might not happen.

    <3 youAugust 14, 2015 – 5:32 amReplyCancel

  • Allie - Birthdays are so bittersweet, aren’t they? I’m so grateful to be able to celebrate another one – and I love all the special treatment – but they also make me sad. Aging really gets me down, and I’m sad that I don’t get daughter and sister birthday cards anymore. But, I do get Mommy cards:). I’m going to try and link up this morning. Last night was Hunter’s first high school cross country meet and I was wiped out!August 14, 2015 – 7:34 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Allie! They so so are. One one hand, I’m like “no way am I that old!!” On the other, well, it is what it is and I think about all of the joy I have now that I didn’t as much in my younger, prettier days… but yeah, it’s hard. Sigh to not getting daughter and sister cards any longer. Mommy ones though. They help I hope. xoxoAugust 14, 2015 – 8:09 pmReplyCancel

  • Emily - You’ve completely captured my mixed feelings about birthdays. As a summer birthday girl, I was used to having small or non-existent parties because either I was away or my friends were. I still go back and forth between whether i want to hide (like you did for your 30th) or shout from the rooftops (ok, not really) that it’s my birthday.As you know, I spent this past “big” birthday (but you’re right, they are all big!) celebrating in different ways — and I’m still continuing with my mini-celebrations…August 14, 2015 – 8:29 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I love your mini-celebrations, Emily! And you’re going to Mexico!! I’m so jealous about that. You’re going to have an amazing time AND you look fantastic. So there’s that.August 14, 2015 – 8:10 pmReplyCancel

  • MICHELLE LIEW - Thanks for your frank sharing, Kristi. Each birthday is a milestone,,and is scary indeed.August 14, 2015 – 9:09 amReplyCancel

  • Julie Smeltzer - There are always mixed feelings about birthdays but we have to remember we are not celebrating getting older as we are celebrating a year lived well :)August 14, 2015 – 11:32 amReplyCancel

  • Julie Clarke - I am ‘pushing’ 40 but in 18 months will be ‘towing’ it lol :) Great post as always xAugust 14, 2015 – 12:32 pmReplyCancel

  • Emily Nichols Grossi - I love, love, love that you still have the white soaps. And “sometimes the best gifts are $3.99 and from Walgreens.” is so right and true and wonderful! xoAugust 14, 2015 – 1:35 pmReplyCancel

  • Christine Carter - This is so beautiful, my friend. I read your words and nod knowingly at it all… this aging process is both profound and terrifying all at once. My heart breaks into a million pieces thinking about Ricky. Oh, how I hope he managed to survive such living conditions. I’m betting he will remember you and all those behind the bushes moments- and that soap. Oh, that precious soap!!August 14, 2015 – 3:41 pmReplyCancel

  • Marcia @ Menopausal Mother - Oh yes—-there is much MUCH more good stuff coming in the following years–I promise! Hey, did you try to find Ricky through Facebook? I have found a TON of my old elementary school friend there that I have not seen since I was little!August 14, 2015 – 10:57 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I tried to find RIcky years ago but honestly haven’t seen him since I was six or seven years old so I’m not sure how easy he’d be to identify! That’s cool you’ve found so many of your elementary school friends there. Seriously cool.August 16, 2015 – 5:00 pmReplyCancel

  • Ripped Jeans & Bifocals - Oh, I just love you. I also boo-hooed over my 30th and so silly…such a waste. What I would give to be 30 again. I loved this post. And I love you. I’m gushing, right?August 15, 2015 – 2:02 amReplyCancel

  • Pat B - For some reason I wasn’t able to comment above, so I’ll try it down here.

    First of all, Happy Birthday to you too, and may you have many more happy ones.

    The story of your childhood birthday party, brought back memories of a party our young son to which our young son was invited. I learned afterwards that he was the only boy that was invited.

    Any wrinkles or age spots can just be chalked up to laughter lines or character lines.August 15, 2015 – 2:39 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thank you so much Pat! That’s awesome that your son was the only boy at the birthday party too. I’ll bet the birthday girl kept his gift to her. And yes to laughter causing the wrinkles and age spots! Great way to look at it!August 16, 2015 – 5:01 pmReplyCancel

  • Katia Bishofs - So, so, so beautiful! I would read a book about your childhood. The Sentence about losing your innocence after realizing that people will hurt you on purpose and by mistake hit close to home. The part about the soapbox is so gorgeous and how you move from one segment to another is beautiful and effortless. Love you.August 15, 2015 – 2:46 amReplyCancel

  • Patricia Elaine Brockett - Happy Birthday to you too! Your story about your childhood birthday party made me think of a time when my son was invited to a birthday party and he was the only boy. I think he was about 5 years old at the time.

    Aging is so revealing in a lot of different ways. The older we get the more we come to understand ourselves, and I think that is a very good thing. If you are lucky, the wrinkles are either laughter lines, or character lines.August 15, 2015 – 6:20 amReplyCancel

  • Patricia Elaine Brockett - Happy Birthday to you too. The story about your childhood birthday party reminded me of a time our son was invited to a birthday party and he was the only boy there. He was five at the time.

    Aging is an interesting process and definitely a time for reflection. The older we get the more we learn about ourselves. The wrinkles are just there to remind us of the times we have laughed. The rest are there to show us a little bit of our character, and the rest eventually we will be too old to see.August 15, 2015 – 6:28 amReplyCancel

  • Lisa @ Golden Spoons - I should have written something for this one, but summer & kids home & just feeling blah these days, so I didn’t. My husband, my oldest, and my youngest all have birthdays in August within a 6 day span. My oldest turned 13. I’m officially the mom of a teenager. How did that happen? On the one hand, I don’t feel like I’m old enough. On the other hand, I feel so old – like I’ve aged 20 years in the last two. Age never used to bother me – turning 30 was son big deal. Now? The thought of getting nay older makes me cringe. High school reunion in October & I have no desire to go see those people – rather for them to see me. Birthday & getting older – bah humbug!August 15, 2015 – 8:45 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I don’t blame you on the blah Lisa but happy birthday to all celebrating this month! Gulp to being the mom of a teenager. It really does go by so so quickly. I haven’t been to ANY of my high school reunions. I probably won’t go to any either. Our school was so large and some of my friends are in other grades who wouldn’t be there… so forget it!August 16, 2015 – 5:03 pmReplyCancel

  • Jean Baldridge Yates - Oh wow I do love this. We have a huge age gap but you and I are so much alike it is crazy.
    The things you remember are the things I remember and I love you for that! jeanAugust 15, 2015 – 9:09 pmReplyCancel

  • Christine Organ - I love how you combined your childhood birthday with your present one, as well as your thoughts on your son’s birthday and your own. And happy birthday month! I hope you take a million photos.August 15, 2015 – 11:18 pmReplyCancel

  • Mimi Sager Yoskpwitz - Loved all of this. So true about wanting to see the photos one day! I was laughing at the part about studying old photos an comparing to your current self. I was just doing that today. Myself, ask anticipate one of those milestone bdays u mention next month. Happy birthday month to you! Loved hosting with you! xoAugust 16, 2015 – 2:07 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thanks, Mimi! And ugh to studying older photos. It’s so hard to realize that we did really look good even though we thought we didn’t. But then we’re going to think that about now in seven years too… Loved hosting with you, Sweets!August 16, 2015 – 5:04 pmReplyCancel

  • Kim Sisto Robinson - I runined my 40th.
    Just didn’t want it.
    Now, I want it back!!! xx kiss from a girl who lies about her age!August 16, 2015 – 5:12 pmReplyCancel

  • Lisa Moskowitz Sadikman - This is fantastic Kristi! The sweetness of the soap right up next to the shock and violence of Ricky’s black eye is so powerful. You so perfectly describe the anxiety around aging and time going by that we all feel once we’re adults, no matter what birthday it is. Yes, please take photos this year – I want to see your smiling cake smeared face, even if it’s blurry. xoAugust 16, 2015 – 6:12 pmReplyCancel

  • Scott - I don’t think I’ve been excited about a birthday since I turned 21. Once you’re old enough to drink what’s the point?August 16, 2015 – 9:39 pmReplyCancel

  • Tamara - Poor sweet Ricky. Have you ever tried to find him on Facebook? My first crush was when I was seven – Chris Jenkins. He used to buy me snacks and lunch and sneak them in front of me and then bolt before I could see who it was. My friend spied for me and told me.
    Sigh.
    30 was five years ago for me and feels like ages ago. I was SO young and I didn’t know it.August 17, 2015 – 10:03 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I did try but haven’t seen him since I was six. Oh to the SO young and not knowing it.August 17, 2015 – 10:36 pmReplyCancel

  • Lauren Jessica White - I love that you still have the soap. I’m also grateful for the reminder that capturing today’s imperfections is important- for all kinds of reasons.August 18, 2015 – 2:02 amReplyCancel

  • Roshni AaMom - Ever since my 40th, I’ve changed my stance about thinking of birthdays as no big deal! I want them celebrated my way (and Lord knows I’ve been practically militant about it)!! LOL!!
    I’m so touched that you kept that soapset all this while! I hope he’s safe and happy now, wherever he is!August 18, 2015 – 7:59 pmReplyCancel

  • Sandra - As one forty-something to another (I’m almost 47, so yeah, I get the wrinkles and grey hair…oh did you mention grey hair? Sorry, I’m hating mine…Little bitter, I won’t lie) although I hate that we’re closer to death than our birth (very well yet cryptically put by the way), I will go with the cliche that wisdom does come at a price, and sometimes those wrinkles are worth that price…because I’ve done some majorily stupid shit. You painted such a vivid picture of Ricky (and I can’t believe you’ve kept the soap!) I was taken aback and sad at his confession that his dad beat him. I didn’t see that coming at all… :(August 20, 2015 – 1:01 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Sandra! You’re almost 47??? I turn 47 on Saturday. I didn’t mention grey hair but I should have. My highlights have gotten lighter in the front more and more and ugh ugh ugh.
      And I love that the wrinkles come at a price because I’ve also done some really stupid shit. Sorry about Ricky. I’ve now reached out to three of them on Facebook and haven’t heard back from any yet…August 20, 2015 – 11:10 pmReplyCancel

  • Deb - I could not love you (or your writing) more. Happy, happy birthday, my friend. How can you be anything other than 27? xoxoAugust 21, 2015 – 2:47 pmReplyCancel

  • Debra Cole - I could not love you (and your writing) more. Happy, happy birthday. xoAugust 21, 2015 – 6:46 pmReplyCancel

  • Crystal Cook - Beautifully remembered and written . . . I found myself having flashbacks to my own Ricky and wondering what became of him (his name really was Ricky). This year, perhaps I’ll make an appearance or two in the photos I suppose I’ll allow on my birthday :)August 25, 2015 – 5:53 pmReplyCancel

“It’s quiet,” I thought, lying in my son’s bed at a much too late hour but also the right one, after my re-entry to our home after a weekend away. “Tickle left underarm,” he requested, shifting and raising it up. “Feels good,” he confided, forehead to forehead.   He twisted and directed my fingers to […]

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  • ivy - Awwww.I was so “fan girl” meeting you! This piece is so beautiful! Those retreats really work huh? Tucker the amazing Tucker…I am so happy to witness these very wonderful changes in him…he makes such huge connections and even with a delay in speech manages to convey exactly what he feels and desires…most of us cant even do that with a full vocabulary. He awes me!August 11, 2015 – 10:35 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - You were fan girl? I was fan girl? There must be a joke in there somewhere except that I’m too grateful for jokes because meeting you was such an incredible thing. That we’ve only known one another “in the computer” and that you took me to the airport, and that we got to talk IRL!!! That’s just, well, wow. And yeah, Tucker’s doing amazing. It blows me away. Truly. xxoo weeniebutt.August 11, 2015 – 10:48 pmReplyCancel

  • Jena - “Stay for all the dark.”
    Oh, that took my breath away, Kristi.

    You were, in fact, better than I expected–because you were real! With quivering hands and a heart bigger than I could ever have known online. Thank you for coming, and for writing and trusting and sharing.August 11, 2015 – 10:35 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Yeah, “Stay for all the dark” took my breath away, too, Jena. Especially after he said nothing at all for so so long. It all felt connected. The silence in the garden, the silence at bedtime, the silence of writing and the not-so-silent choked emotion of reading out loud. Thank you so so much for gathering us with you. For the prompts. For the encouragement. Your heart and your light is ginormous. xxooAugust 11, 2015 – 11:04 pmReplyCancel

  • Emily - I love that you went on a writing retreat too! I’d love to hear more about it…I’m ready to go on another one. :) Also, I love the part of this post about scent and grieving…before you smell the scent of Man, you will be smelling the scent of “Teenager.” Beware. :))))August 11, 2015 – 10:46 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I will tell you ALL about it, Em!!! I promise! And yeah, the scent and grieving… so forgot to include the teenager one! LOL!!!August 11, 2015 – 11:05 pmReplyCancel

  • Allie - Okay this was beautiful. Stunningly so. Wow. And I’m a bit confused. I didn’t know you went to another writing retreat. This is different from Oregon, no? Okay two retreats and two conferences. I am officially jealous and might hate you a little. But it’ll pass…August 11, 2015 – 10:48 pmReplyCancel

  • Ivy Walker - http://scarlettgirl.dreamwidth.org/8689.html. Silly joke that could apply to any blog anywhere….and yes…fan girl….I am soooo happy to have met you IRL…XO back at cha ya weeniebutt!August 12, 2015 – 2:57 amReplyCancel

  • Lizzi Rogers - Beautiful. And quiet. Sounds like you had a gorgeous time with lots of NOW, and also lots of Then.

    Glad you two weeniebutts got to meet :) Glad to know Ivy’s amazinger In Real. Though I would expect no less :)August 12, 2015 – 5:26 amReplyCancel

  • Emily - This is so absolutely lovely, Kristi. Thank you for it!August 12, 2015 – 7:51 amReplyCancel

  • Julie Jo Severson - Beautiful. It all made me smile but “He will smell like Man” made me laugh out loud. Sounds like a wonderful retreat. I saw some pretty awesome pictures of it on Facebook. I have that same fear about getting together with other writers whom I’ve met online but not in person– that fear of being not what they expected and unable to write with others around within close vicinity when I’m used to writing alone and inside my head. I’m glad you took time for yourself to go and that you had a wonderful experience.August 12, 2015 – 8:33 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thank you Julie! And yeah, the whole “I’m not what they thought I was/ they are not what I thought they were” is huge big, but also, I’ve met quite a few writers IRL now and have to say, mostly, they’re just more them in person. And yeah, I do better in my head, too, although this one was thought of in person and finished in my head, which is maybe better? Or I dunno. I’d love to write with you sometime in person though.August 13, 2015 – 12:06 amReplyCancel

  • Elizabeth - So lovely. Well done my friend! Beautiful.August 12, 2015 – 10:06 amReplyCancel

  • Nicki - Kristi… I have read and commented on so many of your wonderful pieces, but to be commenting on this post, after this shared experience, after writing right next to you and witnessing not only your hands shake but you, your handwriting, your thoughts and ideas and feelings… fills me UP. This is amazing, all you have captured and written about here. Writing out loud, grieving for moments that haven’t yet happened, the quiet and all that it holds… All the feels. Thank you <3August 12, 2015 – 10:22 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Nicki!!! I adore you!!! Our shared experience lifts me UP UP UP so much. It’s so amazing to have seen your beautiful Pixie face with your gorgeous accent in person, knowing that you saw my hands. How incredible is that? And yeah, the moments. The here, the this, the quiet. All the feels back and THANK YOU. I’m so glad I know you.August 13, 2015 – 12:10 amReplyCancel

  • Dana - Smell like Man…I’m in that place now. But while he’s starting to look like a man, a little at a time, that little boy who I tucked in every night is still there. I feel like I’m often grieving for moments that haven’t happened yet. I want to stop grieving and focus on enjoying the now moments, but it’s hard.August 12, 2015 – 12:45 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Aw to the little boy you still tuck in each night and to the knowing of the grief even before it’s here. Sigh. I want to focus on the new ones too, so much.August 13, 2015 – 12:15 amReplyCancel

  • Tracy Georges - FYI – Even when they smell like man and you’ve been gone for a few days, there’s a random moment or two when you suddenly find your yourself staring into the eyes of a tiny boy, with a tiny smile who climbs on the couch next to you and just needs a tiny cuddle. And whether from real life or just from memory, you can smell boy again. :)August 12, 2015 – 1:21 pmReplyCancel

  • Dana Schwartz - Oh this is a beautiful post, Kristi. I’m so glad you had a wonderful retreat with Jena. It would be so cool to meet you IRL maybe at a future one!August 12, 2015 – 1:44 pmReplyCancel

  • Dana Schwartz - And as others have said, “Stay for all the dark” gave me goosebumps. My son needed me to stay last night and all I wanted was a quiet bed to myself, and when I snuck out of his room he snuck back into mine. One day the quiet will be deafening.August 12, 2015 – 1:46 pmReplyCancel

  • My Inner Chick - I breathe this in, not knowing when this scent and this silence, his pudgy knuckles tucked into my swollen ones will end.***

    Lovely. xxxx kiss from Duluth.August 12, 2015 – 2:13 pmReplyCancel

  • Sandra Sallin - Beautiful and so heart felt. You communicated all of that to me.August 12, 2015 – 4:34 pmReplyCancel

  • Stephanie Rufa - This was beautifully written and beautiful to read Kristi. I feel like I was right there with you. I feel that quiet.August 12, 2015 – 5:53 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thank you Stephanie. Also HI. I miss you. I’m glad you feel the quiet.August 13, 2015 – 12:26 amReplyCancel

  • Christine Carter - Oh this was just oozing with beauty, awareness, and an emotional grip that took hold of my heart… “Stay for all the dark.” < --- Took my breath away.August 12, 2015 – 6:17 pmReplyCancel

  • Christine Organ - What a lovely post. I generally don’t like quiet – I need music on all the time – but you make it sound very appealing. So glad the retreat was amazing, but there was really no doubt :-)August 12, 2015 – 10:27 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - I used to need music all the time too, but one day, I found myself listening to it too much. Now, I save it for the car, and belt out the tunes like it’s the 80’s or something.August 13, 2015 – 12:27 amReplyCancel

  • Heidi Hotzler North - I love that stay for all the dark, so sweet. Such a rough week as I am transitioning out of having to sleep with my son all night, as he is approaching 7, but I also find myself cherishing the smell and cuddle more now that it’s time to let it go, slowly…August 13, 2015 – 2:13 amReplyCancel

  • Stacey DeHaven Gannett - A beautiful post, Kristi! It is so hard to watch them grow and amazing to watch them fly, but so heart warming to know that they missed you just a little bit. I feel that way, every time lil man goes to camp and he is almost 16! Have a great week!August 13, 2015 – 4:35 amReplyCancel

  • Kenya G. Johnson - This post took my breath away. I want to say “literally took my breath away” but now I’m paranoid about writing that because it’s almost always used wrong.

    The paranoia of writing out loud and sinking next to the underwater cliff! Woo- exhale!

    Excellent writing! I love quiet for writing. I would love to be able to listen to music but it has to be instrumental AND something I don’t know so I don’t get off track singing lyrics or humming along.August 13, 2015 – 3:48 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thank you Kenya! I think you used “literally took my breath away” the right way but now of course wonder myself. I love quiet for writing too. I almost can’t do it if it’s noisy and I can’t listen to music the exact same way! If I know the song, I hear the words in my head!!August 13, 2015 – 7:16 pmReplyCancel

  • Tamara - I hope that if Des has to smell like man eventually, he smells like Cassidy. That man can sweat for days and still smell nice. It’s weird. Maybe cyborg.

    I think a lot (way too much) about moments and about how sometimes you don’t know that something is the last time it will happen. Often. I think it’s from having a parent die young. I never knew that my last hug from him was the last. So I used to think about that when I was older and breaking up with boyfriends.
    And now as a parent. When was the last time Scarlet said “gaku” before she learned “cookie.”

    Sob.August 16, 2015 – 5:15 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - LOL Tamara – Cassidy the cyborg. My husband stinks. It’s true. He does. I mean not always but if he sweated for days? I would die. Thinking about the moments is maybe part of parenting — I think way too much about them too. SOB to not knowing your last hug from your dad was the last. :(September 2, 2015 – 7:15 pmReplyCancel

  • Roshni - A very serene post interweaving a lot of thens and nows!! I love how much you got out of this retreat!August 18, 2015 – 3:14 pmReplyCancel

  • Sandra - Now I need to join yet another project! Your writing is exquisite, although you do always dwell into the deepest part of yourself. I’ve put myself on the email list for this writing retreat, and hope to be able to participate when my children haven’t sucked every last dime from my soul. And I apologize, I called you Kristen in my last comment…I know you’re name is Kristi! Honestly I do!August 20, 2015 – 12:34 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Sandra, you’re so kind — thank you!!! I hope that you’ll be able to participate in this writing retreat or another near you. I think that the power of writing with people in person is pretty amazing. xo and I know you know my name! :)September 2, 2015 – 7:18 pmReplyCancel

A while back, I decided that although my past contains moments that I’d like to change, or do over, I worry about altering my now by altering anything that happened then. Which basically means that I wouldn’t change even the crappiest of the crappy moments or past decisions because somehow, each of them mattered in […]

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  • Kenya G. Johnson - So once upon a time before Apple had Steve Jobs you wanted to purchase stock? Wow! As for my birthday I really need to do better about mine. I’d shrug if off if I could but I’m right in the middle of mom and Christopher.

    And I always so no first. Even if I think about it and say yes later. 😉July 30, 2015 – 10:13 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Kenya,
      Yeah, it was when they were going through a lot and there were rumors that they may close. I told my dad I wanted to buy stock to support them. I wish I would have!!! Don’t shrug off your birthday!!July 31, 2015 – 5:22 pmReplyCancel

  • Dana - Oh, #6. I still have to remind myself of that, because I am still embarrassing myself as a seemingly wise and mature adult.July 30, 2015 – 10:38 pmReplyCancel

  • JT Walters - Okay a few of mine to add if you do not mind….

    1) Love with all your heart.
    2) Be exactly who you are without apologizing.
    3) Sometimes you have to lose the battle to win the war.
    4) Forgiveness is a gift you give to yourself. Give frequently.
    5) Life in the end is all comedy. Everything even your worst heart breaking story eventually will be funny.
    6) Be kind to other and if they are no in return thast is their problem.
    7) Never react but act.
    8) Never get so mad at someone you do something out of character.
    9) Never tell your own secrets or pthers if you would like to keep their confidence.
    10) Laugh! Laugh! Laugh!July 30, 2015 – 10:49 pmReplyCancel

  • Mimi - I wish I knew how you put together such an awesome, funny, insightful post so fast! Loved this. Full of humor and good advice. #8, Celebrate! I’m going to keep this in mind as I get ready to celebrate the big 4-0 in a couple of months. Excited but nervous about gathering people together for it. I wish I knew how to just let go, both then and now. Thanks for this!July 30, 2015 – 11:03 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - You’re so kind, Mimi! Thank you very much! For me, the big 4-0 was easier than 30 for some reason. More resigned I suppose. I hope your celebration will be magical and one you remember forever.July 31, 2015 – 5:35 pmReplyCancel

  • Janine Huldie - Yes to all of the above and I would add that the day I passed out giving my first public speech in college would also make for a very interesting tale many years later, as well. Just saying 😉July 31, 2015 – 2:03 amReplyCancel

  • Mardra - Yes. and Yes. and now I kind of want to write a whole ‘nother post, cause you’ve inspired me. But its late and I’m tired and there’s a deadline looming and YEA for Finish the Sentence Friday – I so LOVE this hop and all of the bloggers you’ve gathered.
    So – there ya go. :)
    – MardraJuly 31, 2015 – 2:09 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Mardra,
      I loved your post! It was beautiful! YEA for Finish the Sentence Friday – I love it too and am so glad that you’re a part of it. Thank you for co-hosting with me this week!! xoJuly 31, 2015 – 5:36 pmReplyCancel

  • Anna Fitfunner - You won’t actually die, and it will make a great story at a bar in about 15 years.

    Share!!!!!!!!!!! 😉

    (BTW, great list! Lots of wisdom, and several that I’d wished I’d followed. That Apple stock one definitely sticks out!!!)July 31, 2015 – 2:34 amReplyCancel

  • Sandra - I wish I listened to the tanning thing, but I can’t stop now. I know I’ll regret it when my jowls are hanging down to my knees due to excessive sun damage, but for now, man, I look good with a glow. It conceals the bags under my eyes. And your dad does owe you thousands, just sayin’.July 31, 2015 – 2:50 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - LOL to your jowls hanging to your knees Sandra! I bet you look completely awesome and YES my dad really does owe me thousands!! 😉July 31, 2015 – 5:36 pmReplyCancel

  • Ruchira Khanna - Absolutely loved your 6,7,8 points and agree 110% on it :)

    happy to link up too!July 31, 2015 – 3:15 amReplyCancel

  • Kirstenjill Hudkins Robbins - #4 and #10…okay, pretty much all of these things. Love this list and love you!!!!!!!July 31, 2015 – 11:42 amReplyCancel

  • Elizabeth - “Don’t assume that you’re ever the dumbest person in the room. Even when you’re in a room of experts who are experting on Quantum Physics, I bet that you know something that they don’t.”

    Yes! I say this to myself all the time. :-)July 31, 2015 – 11:46 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - You do? How cool that we both do that!! It’s hard to remember sometimes, but every once in a while when I’m feeling ill-informed, I remember this and crack myself up.July 31, 2015 – 8:38 pmReplyCancel

  • My Inner Chick - 7.The person who doesn’t love you back doesn’t know shit about shit, and knows even less about you. Let it go. It’s not you.**

    Excellent insight!! xxxJuly 31, 2015 – 2:29 pmReplyCancel

  • Tamara - Oh jeez – I have certainly cried in parking lots before! And I will again.
    I love all of these. I’ve never had a cigarette too! I guess that was at least one that I knew.July 31, 2015 – 4:30 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Maybe crying in parking lots is a common thing? It must be, at least at preschools and kindergartens. Good job on the never having had a cigarette thing. Seriously.July 31, 2015 – 8:39 pmReplyCancel

  • ivy - I so preach many of these…especially #6… thus the I wish I was wearing a better bra after I accidentally removed my shirt on the escalator at Ikea story….July 31, 2015 – 9:16 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - OMG how is it even possible to “accidentally” remove your shirt? LOLOL On an escalator? Holy shit. I’m kinda in awe.July 31, 2015 – 11:54 pmReplyCancel

  • Christine Organ - Great list. I especially like #10 and 12.August 1, 2015 – 9:00 amReplyCancel

  • Kelly L McKenzie - Brilliant list, Kristi. It took me a long time to get used to crying in public. Now I can’t seem to stop those tears from spilling. As for smoking – I had smoked less than five n my entire life when I got the role of a gal who smoked nonstop. This was at college. I had to come to all the rehearsals and sit there and smoke, even when I wasn’t on stage. The director “needed” my smoking to appear natural. Coughed my way through the whole experience. Hated it.August 1, 2015 – 1:31 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Aw to crying in public, Kelly! And gah the smoking. I’m glad you hated it.August 1, 2015 – 8:52 pmReplyCancel

  • Bev - Yes to all of this! #10 is so important, especially in light of going to blogging conferences this year. It’s easy to feel like you don’t know what you’re doing, but chances are you know at least one thing someone else doesn’t know. Great list!August 1, 2015 – 2:27 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - So true, Bev! Even if you don’t “know” something that somebody doesn’t (which we all do), we have a unique perspective on it, and I think that’s important. Thank you!August 1, 2015 – 10:17 pmReplyCancel

  • Nicki - YES! Yes yes yes.. can I say yes 12 times and then 12 more times? Number 7 is my absolute fave, but they are all wonderfully true. And I so appreciate what you say about not changing anything then because it means now would be altered and now is good, it’s where we are.August 1, 2015 – 6:34 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Nicki, you can say yes a billion kazillion million times Google times infinity and number seven is one of my favs, too. xoxoAugust 1, 2015 – 10:17 pmReplyCancel

  • Julie Martinka Severson - Yeah #6 and #7 would’ve been fabulous to know way back when and saved me oodles of agony. Especially the dying-of-embarrassment moments. So many in my past. And you’re right. They make our future conversations at bars and dinner parties much more lively. But, unfortunately, that does nothing to soothe my teen, tween and pretween when they’re red in the face.August 2, 2015 – 1:14 pmReplyCancel

  • Allie - I love the part about saying yes and saying no – and the sunblock and that celebrations matter:)! Hell ya!

    How are you? School starts Thursday – I know it’s a coup[le more weeks for you, but need to catch up!August 2, 2015 – 3:34 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Allie! School starts Thursday? YIKES. Also, hooray? We do have a couple more weeks which is good because I am so not ready for first grade. Gulp. And yes, we ned to catch up!August 3, 2015 – 12:07 pmReplyCancel

  • Mike - Hi you! Absolutely awesome list, Kristi. I liked each one. One of very first field trainers I had (who became a really good friend) bought not only Apple and the ripest moment but also Yahoo! (right when it went public). I remember him sitting next to me that morning saying, “Hey Mike, have you ever heard of Yahoo! the browser company? I just bought a boatload of their stock because I think it’s going to be a really good deal. You might look into it, kiddo.” *sigh* I did buy Twitter when it launched! It really comes down to being true to yourself in every life aspect doesn’t it, sweetie?? Have a great day and give that little man a big ol’ hug from me :)August 3, 2015 – 12:10 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - MIKEY! Hi hi hi friend! How are you? Gah to your friend who bought Apple and Yahoo at the perfect times. Makes me kinda jealous. And you! You bought Twitter when it launched? Wow. Good for you! Here’s to being true to ourselves and thank you so much. Hug given and sent back to you. xoAugust 3, 2015 – 12:08 pmReplyCancel

  • Deb - Interesting. I love the part about being afraid to change the past for fear that it will render the happy present null and void. I wonder about that. How much could I alter about the past but still end up with my lovely family. Thanks for making me think. I’m in the process of writing two posts, btw… hope to actually finish this month. So wonderful to see you in July. xoxoAugust 3, 2015 – 12:28 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Deb, I think about things like that a lot. Like what if I’d not spent those years with that guy… did I need them to get here? It feels too scary to say no somehow. YAY to you writing two posts. I can’t wait to read them and loved seeing you in July!! xxooAugust 3, 2015 – 12:11 pmReplyCancel

  • Rabia @TheLiebers - I love your list! If I had to look back at my former self and offer some advice, I’d say “Don’t worry so much.” and “Don’t settle.” But, like you, I’m glad I ended up where I did.August 3, 2015 – 1:32 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Thanks, Rabia! Reminding our younger selves to “not worry” and “don’t settle” are awesome pieces of advice! In fact, I can still use the don’t worry one!August 5, 2015 – 1:28 pmReplyCancel

  • Michele @ A Storybook Life - Kristi, this list is GOLD. I live #8 faithfully but need to be a little better about #7 and #10. Thanks for sharing!August 4, 2015 – 12:24 pmReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - Aw thanks, Michele! I’m so glad to read that you celebrate birthdays! It seems so many parents don’t and birthdays are awesome. And yeah, I struggle with 7 and 10 too. It’s hard to not feel like the dumb person in the room sometimes. But really, we’re not.August 5, 2015 – 1:31 pmReplyCancel

  • Stacey DeHaven Gannett - What a great post, Kristi! I totally agree with #9! I did when I was 11, and now I am 42…And #3 is a definite amen to that! Hope you have a great week!August 5, 2015 – 5:14 pmReplyCancel

  • Roshni AaMom - Aaaaaah!!! You reminded me about Apple!! Our dads collectively owe us millions of dollars!!August 5, 2015 – 11:13 pmReplyCancel

  • Linda Atwell - Out One Ear - Oh Kristi! I wish I’d bought Apple stock too, but I don’t have anyone to blame that bad decision on because I wouldn’t have had even one dime to invest back then. As far as #6–the embarrassing things. You are so right. They make incredible stories later. Living through the embarrassment brings you closer to others who’ve gone through similar things. Well, at least that’s been my experience and Lindsey has done plenty of things to embarrass me at the moment. I love the rest of your list too. How in the world do you keep up with all the writing???? I want to be like you. :-)August 6, 2015 – 2:14 amReplyCancel

    • Kristi Campbell - That’s so true about how living through embarrassing things brings you closer to others – I suppose that’s true about all things and connections. And as to the writing, I’m definitely not posting as much as I used to. And awwww. You’re so awesome. I’m actually in Amherst, MA at a writing retreat right now. It’s pretty wonderful. xoAugust 8, 2015 – 7:27 pmReplyCancel

  • Velvet Rose - Great topic and list! Sometimes you really have to listen to your own gut and ignore advice you get, even if from family members.

    Julie :)August 6, 2015 – 3:34 pmReplyCancel

  • Christine Carter - LOVE this Kristi. I totally agree with them all!! Damn, I would struggle with the Apple stock advice… maybe you should add one about forgiveness… LOL Just THINK about the MONEY you would HAVE!!

    I like your last one the best. No wait- I also like the others just as much, so never mind. :)August 8, 2015 – 4:58 amReplyCancel

  • Marcia @ Menopausal Mother - #6 and #8 YES YES YES!!!August 10, 2015 – 11:09 pmReplyCancel

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