How do you tell a story that was both funny and heart-wrenching? Can you tell a story without making it seem like a joke and without losing the hilarity of the situation? Can you do both/and instead of either/or?
I'm going to try, so I ask for your grace in case I err too far on one side or the other.
It was probably two years ago when I was supposed to meet my friend Denise for lunch. I was at home with the kids trying to work and be mom and probably failing at both.
Then there was a knock at the door. It was Kimberly.
Not my pastor's wife Kimberly. The other Kimberly.
