by Kathy Nickerson | Feb 11, 2016 | happy endings, Marriage, mercy
On our first Valentine’s Day together, my future-husband, Wendell, and I were eighteen and nineteen years old. We had been dating five months. And, we had been engaged since November. Thus, the foolish part. I blame Viet Nam. I tell people often that in...
by Kathy Nickerson | Feb 3, 2016 | happy endings, Marriage
I read recently about a famous neurologist who became fascinated by the periodic table at a young age. He started correlating his birthdays with it. At the age of eleven he could say he was sodium, and at 79 he became gold. I love that. I’ve always believed we...
by Kathy Nickerson | Jan 21, 2016 | happy endings, Marriage, mercy, writing
The hubs and I went to a movie theater last night, which is rather a rare occurrence for us. As a writer, I love going to movies. I always come away feeling inspired to make art. I think story is the universal language of the soul, and a good story can move a person...
by Kathy Nickerson | Nov 30, 2015 | family, writing
I cried several times over the weekend. Mostly happy-cry. But sometimes it was that cry where everything gets jumbled up together, and you aren’t sure which emotion is actually pouring down your face and making your nose turn red. It started with,...
by Kathy Nickerson | Nov 25, 2015 | family, happy endings, The Bible
People sometimes ask me how I came up with a character like Elmer Grigsby in my novel Thirty Days to Glory. In my obviously perfect, Hallmark-movie life, how did I dream up a WWII vet who survives on cheap booze and canned meat? Whose only companion is his cat. Who...
by Kathy Nickerson | Jul 5, 2015 | happy endings, Marriage, The Bible
I remember when my grandmother used to take me to the grocery store with her, and she always signed her check, “Mrs. D.E. Grubbs” in long, curly script. The signature fascinated me in so many ways. First, no one ever called my grandfather D.E. Grubbs. His...
