Taylor Swift has nothing to do with this

A while back I wrote an essay and sent it to NPR’s This I Believe. Last week it went up on the site. If you have a moment, head on over for a short spell and read my thoughts on how love and family life can capture our hearts in a way that makes them no longer our own. And then pop back in here again and let me know what you think.

*This essay has been known to make a grown man cry. Of course, he also cried over a Taylor Swift song, so I took it with a grain of salt. Also, I am not secretly referring to my husband. He doesn’t cry over Taylor Swift songs. Or my writing:)


  • the husband

    Crying implies sobbing, and i’m sure you only meant a errant tear… or I had something in my eye.

    Besides, she moves me. You, I mean. Not Taylor. not her at all.

  • I love your essay, Kimberly! Love – all kinds – definitely moves us from a mentality of “mine” to one of “ours.” I love how beautifully you wove that scene and that truth together.