Published inAbout Me Stories·PinnedMember-onlyAbout Me — Kim Kelly StampEspresso enthusiast. PNW native. Full-time RV traveler. Editor for The Narrative Arc. Writing about my LGBTQ journey and living life authentically free. Hello! If you’re new to my writing, welcome! I retired in June of 2021 after a successful career as the business director for a group of physical therapy…LGBTQ2 min readLGBTQ2 min read
Published inCrow’s Feet·2 days agoMember-onlyWhat Retirement Has Taught MeWhen things don’t go as planned, I’m learning to FRAME things differently. — I press ‘end call,’ set my phone down, and stare at it in disbelief. My heart is thumping, and with it, a spot at the base of my skull is keeping time. …This Happened To Me6 min readThis Happened To Me6 min read
Published inThe Narrative Arc·6 days agoMember-onlyI Finally Found a ‘Lover That Won’t Drive Me Crazy’But I’m worried my best friends won’t approve — I studied myself in the little visor mirror in my car, unsure of what I was hoping to see. Courage? A glimpse into my soul, perhaps? They say the eyes are the window to the soul, but my gaze didn’t seem to reach that far. I closed the visor with…LGBTQ7 min readLGBTQ7 min read
Published inThe Narrative Arc·Sep 17Member-onlyI Finally Understood My Mother In CroatiaMy Grandmother’s spirit helped me uncover the truth — Sitting on a pew in the middle of an ancient church, I envision my grandmother standing up front as a young bride decades ago. Saint Martin’s Church is ornate, beautiful, and old. …Nonfiction6 min readNonfiction6 min read
Published inThe Narrative Arc·Sep 12Member-onlyA Secret Marriage Was Our Only OptionIt was a difficult secret to keep — One night, as I mindlessly brushed my teeth, the love of my life uttered a statement that caused me to question who I’d been sleeping beside all these years. After five years together, I thought I knew her well, but all that came into question one rainy January night. A…Marriage5 min readMarriage5 min read
Published inThe Narrative Arc·Sep 5Member-onlyI Found God at a Popular Party SchoolThen I lost him at church — When I chose to attend Western Washington University, it was based on one thing, and one thing only: Western was on Playboy Magazine’s list of top ten party schools. I never saw the list, but I heard about it. Though Playboys littered my brother’s room as a teenager, I didn’t…LGBTQ6 min readLGBTQ6 min read
Published inThe Narrative Arc·Sep 3Member-onlyMy Childhood Trauma Followed Me Into AdulthoodHere’s how I shifted the narrative — People often discuss daddy issues when describing a woman’s dating behavior, but there isn’t much talk about the mother wound. I’m glad to see a few women on Medium writing about it because many women, including me, quietly struggle with it. Simply put, the mother wound speaks to a loss…Personal Growth5 min readPersonal Growth5 min read
Published inThe Wind Phone·Aug 15Member-onlyDespite Dying Four Years Ago, My Mom Continues to Visit UsStrong connections can continue even after death — Her perfume lingered in the room as I sipped my coffee. It was a typical rainy morning in the Pacific Northwest, and I was grateful for the ease of my gas fireplace to ward off the chill. The subtle whiff of her perfume startled me initially, and I wondered if…Grief4 min readGrief4 min read
Published inThe Narrative Arc·Aug 1Member-onlyEmbracing My True Identity Was Courageous and LiberatingHow I broke free and why gay marriage is worth protecting — We proceeded single file through the metal detector after placing our cell phones in a plastic bin. The middle-aged security guard appeared bored and slightly annoyed as we passed by him. We were directed into a hallway with about 20 others and told to wait. We stood nervously, frequently searching…Relationships6 min readRelationships6 min read
Published inSeen on Screen·Jul 28Member-onlyMy (Secret) Love Affair with Tom CruiseHere’s why my unlikely infatuation has continued for years — Recalling the exact moment I fell for Tom Cruise is easy. I reluctantly agreed to see Top Gun in 1986 because I love fighter jets. Every year when I was a kid, on the 4th of July, the Blue Angels would fly over my Grandmother’s house in the north end…Movies5 min readMovies5 min read