Shake Off Shame (Part 2)

By Kimberly Davidson My senior year was coming to a close. In our sorority, the junior class had a tradition of roasting the senior class with a “special gift.” I feared what toxic tribute waited for me. My gift was a box of laxatives. Mortified, my face turned...

Knowledge Changes Everything!

By Kimberly Davidson When school was let out for the day, either Mom or our babysitter, Annie, would meet my brother (age 7) and me (age 10) by the school playground. We’d go on to do something fun for a couple hours, like go to the park or a museum. On one particular...