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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

  • 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! xo
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    • 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 you
      Kristi Campbell recently posted…I Think I’ll Miss This SummerMy ProfileAugust 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.
      Kristi Campbell recently posted…I Think I’ll Miss This SummerMy ProfileAugust 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!*
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  • Emily - “Where is a bird’s butt-crack?” That is just awesome – period.
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  • Elizabeth - How smart of you to make the loss of summer easier by planning fun things in autumn!
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  • 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::
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    • 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.
      Kristi Campbell recently posted…I Think I’ll Miss This SummerMy ProfileAugust 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. :)
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  • 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.
    Stop growing up so fast, kids. I still want to buy baby shoes.
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    • 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.
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  • 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.
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  • 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

  • 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…” <3
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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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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.
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  • 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

  • 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!
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    • 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. xoxo
      Kristi Campbell recently posted…On Aging, Youth, and the Beautiful Complexity of BirthdaysMy ProfileAugust 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…
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  • 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!
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  • 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.
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  • 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

  • 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!
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    • 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!
      Kristi Campbell recently posted…On Aging, Youth, and the Beautiful Complexity of BirthdaysMy ProfileAugust 16, 2015 – 5:03 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.
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  • 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! xo
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  • 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?
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  • 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.
    30 was five years ago for me and feels like ages ago. I was SO young and I didn’t know it.
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  • 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… :(
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    • 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…
      Kristi Campbell recently posted…On Aging, Youth, and the Beautiful Complexity of BirthdaysMy ProfileAugust 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? xoxo
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“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.
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  • 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.
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    • 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. xxoo
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  • 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. :))))
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  • 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 - 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.
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    • 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.
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  • Elizabeth - So lovely. Well done my friend! Beautiful.
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  • 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 <3
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  • 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.
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  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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.”

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  • Roshni - A very serene post interweaving a lot of thens and nows!! I love how much you got out of this retreat!
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  • 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!
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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. 😉
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  • Dana - Oh, #6. I still have to remind myself of that, because I am still embarrassing myself as a seemingly wise and mature adult.
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  • 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!
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  • 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. :)
    – Mardra
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  • 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’.
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  • 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. :-)
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  • 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.
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  • 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….
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  • 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.
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  • 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!
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  • 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.
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  • 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

  • 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. xo
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  • 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. xoxo
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    • 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!! xxoo
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  • 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.
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  • 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!
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    • 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.
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  • 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. :-)
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    • 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. xo
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  • 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!!!
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In 1976, I remember watching Nadia Comaneci’s floor routine in the Olympic games. I was transfixed and wanted to be a gymnast. My dad, a huge fan of hers, had called us into the family room to watch. “But watching sports on T.V. is boring,” I whined. Her strength, grace, and beauty changed my mind […]

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  • JT Walters - Kristi,

    Your article brought tears to my eyes once again. Everyone celebrating diversity and inclusion from the atheletes to the audience to the sponsors and those who support them are all champions in my book. They have broken down the final barrier to love and acceptance of everyone. It may not be the highest rated televised event but it is a giant leap towards tearing down the last barrier to loving everyone.

    Everyone involved in Special Olympics are champions of love with grand beautiful hearts. Beautiful Kristi!July 27, 2015 – 1:56 amReplyCancel

  • Janine Huldie - Aw, Kristi this is absolutely wonderful and can see why you made the decision to share more about it here. Definitely am so happy you did as I truly didn’t know about this campaign before it, but so happy I do nowJuly 27, 2015 – 2:22 amReplyCancel

  • Dana - For me it was Mary Lou Retton. I was enthralled – and to see a small little girl have so much strength to win a gold medal? Everyone should be able to see someone they can relate to participate in the Olympics.

    These videos are awesome. There are so many talented people out there artists and athletes, special needs or not. Thanks for sharing this, Kristi!
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  • Elizabeth - I vividly remember watching Nadia Comaneci’s floor routine – and then of course I immediately needed the record album of the song she used. I played it over and over again. :-)

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    • Kristi Campbell - Elizabeth – I can’t believe you linked this video! I was trying to find that song too because I remembered it being amazing and was likely part of why I was hiding tears from my brothers. I was thinking it was Fur Elise so thank you!! Also when I played it, Tucker asked why I was listening to a sad song. Love it so much!
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  • Allie - As the mother of a Special Olympian – I love this post! Thanks Kristi!
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  • Emily - I think I saw my first special olympians when I was a spectator at the NYC Marathon. My father had run it that day and then later that evening, I was out to dinner on 1st Avenue sitting at a window. The marathon had been over for hours, but running, wheeling, walking down 1st Avenue were the marathon participants with physical disabilties and I was humbled watching them finish this incredible feat when it was almost dark outside. I almost felt ashamed eating my dinner, but I was also inspired watching these true heroes of the marathon.
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  • Lizzi Rogers - I’ve had a weekend of inclusion and diversity, too. It’s fabulous, innit :)July 27, 2015 – 8:50 pmReplyCancel

  • Kimberly - If they put their heart blood sweat and tears into it, they’re an athlete. I commend them for their discipline. They’d kick my ass at any sport — any day. Love this.July 27, 2015 – 11:49 pmReplyCancel

  • Rabia @TheLiebers - I don’t think we’ve ever watched the Special Olympics in our house, but you’re right, we should!
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  • Tamara - I may need to do that sponsored posts disclosure, because I feel the same way. I say “no thanks” unless it’s really something special.
    This is.
    My good friend has participated in the Special Olympics for most of her life. It’s very inspiring.
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  • Ivy Walker - I volunteered for the qualifying meets as a PT…IT was an unforgettable experience!July 29, 2015 – 10:32 amReplyCancel

  • Sandra - Yeah, I agree it’s a good sponsored post to write for. A few years ago when I was married to my first husband who was a paratrooper in the Canadian military, one of the guys’ parachute didn’t open and he thundered down. He was a paraplegic, and I knew that he had left the military to live closer to his family for support. Then a couple of years later I was watching the Special Olympics, and there he was, one of the rowers on the Canadian Men’s Team. I did sit there in awe and wonder, and couldn’t have been more proud to say I knew this person. And yeah, Nadia Comaneci, the reason I became a gymnast. Sadly, as my Olympic career came to a halt when I figured out that being in the gym 8 hours a day was cutting into my time chasing the boys. I just have to tell you, I love how you insert your little cartoons. It makes me smile. You make me smile.
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