My name is Kathy Nickerson, and I live on Mercy Street – physically and figuratively.

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The Thank You Room

  One of the beautiful things about my family is that we are not afraid to show we take things in by how they pertain to us. Serenity Bohon, The Thank You Room   This quote is so true of us. Which is why I can’t even pretend I wasn’t eager to read the”Mom” chapter [...]

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Miracle Moments

I love thinking about the things Jesus did the week before He died. The triumphal entry into Jerusalem. The cleansing of the Temple. The Last Supper, the prayer in Gethsemane, and the  trial before Pilate.  In retrospect, we know those were epic moments. But  at the time, these were just ordinary days with the King [...]

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Enough Goats Milk

I didn’t wake up Saturday morning six-hudred and forty million dollars richer. That could be because I didn’t buy a lottery ticket in the mega-millions sweepstakes. One reason I didn’t buy a ticket is because I read that I’m nine times more likely to have a t.v. fall on my head and kill me this [...]

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History Lessons

March 29, 2012 2 Comments

Writing this blog sometimes seems rather self-centered. Arrogant in fact. What makes me think the world needs to hear my latest, greatest, flash of brilliance? But, then I think about the blogs I read. My favorite ones are about real people living ordinary lives. People who capture the sacred in a mundane Tuesday morning. The [...]

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Why Kermit Made Me Cry

Confession: The Muppet Movie made me cry. That’s right, the goofy movie starring a green puppet slightly upgraded from a tube sock with googly eyes. If you haven’t seen it, I’ll try to give you spoiler alerts before I reveal the plot twists. (She says with sarcasm) I’ve tried to figure out why this silly, [...]

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Going On Down the Road

We were in a tornado the other night. Well, it flew over us, evidently, while we were traveling along I-80 in Nebraska. We had been driving six hours in hard wind and a sometimes-blinding sand storm. I was in no mood for disaster weather. In fact, I was aching for the bed waiting just five  [...]

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Google Gets It Wrong

What is it about my online presence that makes Google Ads think I need a man?! I understand these targeted advertisements:”Become a Bestselling Author Today for Free!” or “Visit Omaha, Nebraska, the Vacation Capital of the World!” Or, even: “Cyber-Grandparenting — There’s an App for That!” I write emails, blogs, and status updates about those [...]

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One Step at a Time

Sometimes, the Staircase of Life feels rather steep. It helps to hold a hand.

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298.9 Confusion, confused (mental) (state)

I learned something new about my job today. Nobody gets it. And, that is actually something of a relief. Everything I know about medical billing and coding I’ve learned by trial and error. I got the bright idea that some training might be in order after six years at this job. So, I went to [...]

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Up Close and Personal

When one-year old granddaughter, Violet, sees me on her computer screen. she is full of grins and giggles. She blows kisses, hugs the screen, and talks to me in baby jabbers. However, when I appeared up close and personal in her home recently, she turned sober and suspicious. When I showed up at the breakfast [...]

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