Quotes by : Kimberly Novosel

That’s how it felt – that the loss of him had a life of its own. I lived with it as I could have....

I thought about how the past can become so small. An entire day, 24 separate, heavy hours, becomes the....

But I tended not to date men who ever showed up for me.

I wrote. I wrote all the things I couldn’t say to him. I wrote about how much I believed in us. I wrote....

I decided I would fill the emptiness in me with God and with paint.

I threw his framed picture off my balcony just to hear my heart break.

The voice sang on, “I am ready, I am ready, I am fine. I am fine, I am fine, I am fine.” I played....

I tucked the Camel coupon from his cigarette pack into my pocket. A souvenir of the moment where he said....

It was strange walking through the empty apartment. My battered purple room was gone, Brittany’s bruised....

I told him I had once lost everything I had, too, and that I think that can be God’s way of building....