Nathan Timmel
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A Night Alone
September 16, 2013, was a milestone for Hillary Fine Timmel. That morning was the first time she ever woke up with neither her mother nor her father in the house she knew as home. I had been in Chattanooga the night before and was doing my best to return to her side....
A Moment in my Mother’s Shoes: Audio
It’s taken too long, but if you’re not a fan of reading I finally have something for your ears… My memoir, I Was a White Knight… Once, is now available as an audio book.
Reflections on Year One
There is a scene in A Fish Called Wanda where John Cleese is wooing Jamie Lee Curtis. He comically dances around the first floor of a flat in London, doing a striptease and speaking Russian—foreign languages are a fetish for the Jamie Lee Curtis character—as she...
A Thespian, Am I
I’m not a good actor. Thing is, I don’t care. I don’t care that I’m bad, and that puts me at least on par with Kristen Stewart, or Shia La Booooof. Just without the success and millions of dollars and fame. Anyway. What’s funny/sad, is that even though I’m bad, I’m...
A Chance Encounter
Invisible bonds exist between certain people, such as that between members in the military or those that tie a family together, and one such connection is present between mothers.
I No Longer Fear Hell, and Other Mexico-Inspired Insights
You pay $17.50 for 2 enchiladas, rice, and beans at a Mexican restaurant in Mexico. Something that costs $5 in America.
Inside the Arrogant Mind
I’ve never understood the type of person that thinks it’s OK to be rude in public. To be arrogant, and put the focus on you when in a crowd.
Worth a Thousand Words
All I understand is: My heart lives inside my daughter.
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