Stories by Kymberly Foster Seabolt

No trust fund, but still blessed

Thursday, July 30, 2015

We are rich in work ethic gleaned from generations before us. This pays dividends far into the future, even if we aren’t rolling in the riches of an inherited trust.

Beautiful, broken things

Thursday, July 23, 2015

We all love beautiful things, but there is the problem with them. They are all so fragile.

Taking a load off

Thursday, July 16, 2015

I had plans to write about how inspiring it is to be the cool mom who raves about how comfortable we are in our lived-in home.

Pondering weighty matters

Thursday, July 9, 2015

So far I really enjoy being middle aged. I know that youth is fun but wisdom is pretty great too. I know who I am. I am responsible for myself.

Marks of time

Thursday, July 2, 2015

Things change. Plans. People. Paint. We have left our marks in other ways.

He who runs with scissors still survives

Thursday, June 25, 2015

From the moment my children were thought of I loved them with my whole heart and a blinding devotion to protecting them from all harm — and me from the heartbreak that would ensue.

A new driver

Thursday, June 18, 2015

My pretty girl is taking her driver’s test today and it’s my job to hold down the plastic chair at the DMV and wait.

Why isn’t there a badge for life?

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Columnist Kym Seabolt thinks if we do our best, and practice kindness and compassion, we all deserve a pat on the back and maybe a badge too.

Eagle eye

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Today, I am writing this in on my mobile phone while my son is undergoing his Board of Review to become an Eagle Scout.

Parenting: Between a rock and hard place

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Columnist Kym Seabolt on parenting: “I am raising adults — not children. If my children were to stay children all their lives, I would have done things a lot differently. I would have worried less about character and their ability to make it on their own.”


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About Kymberly

Warm, witty and just a wee bit warped, Kymberly Foster Seabolt is a native of Kent, Ohio, who survived childhood exposure to disco and grew up to marry and move to the country. Her column weaves her special brand of humor with poignant, entertaining, and honest portrayals of parenting, marriage, and real life. She currently lives in northeastern Ohio with her husband, two children, two dogs, two cats, and numerous dust bunnies who wish to remain nameless.