Shannon here: Kelly Klepfer shares insight into her real life romance, plus a chance to win Cozy Romantic Mystery title, Out of the Frying Pan. Comment or answer the question at the end of any post dated Nov 17 – 20 to enter the drawing. Deadline: Nov 26th, 11:59 pm central time. Here’s Kelly:
Walking a Minute in My Shoes
This romantic gesture story may leave you scratching your head and looking for the love. Maybe I’m just easy. One of those girls who takes a grunt as a form of flirtation. But I think at least someone else out there will get this.
I had a horrible dream shortly after bringing our second baby into the world. Our town has a viaduct, which is a bridge that crosses over a lot of industrial buildings and rail yards. We also live across a bridged river from a large city and travel the eight miles pretty frequently to get there.
In my dream there was a slick of ice on the viaduct and I attempted to stop but as I realized I couldn’t I also became aware that this road was over the river, the choppy, swirling, swollen winter river. The bridge had cracked and a looming hole was right ahead. In slow motion our car plunged over the side and crashed into the raging water. I immediately rushed to save my babies, I got the newborn out, and was working on the carseat of the three-year-old when I felt the water climbing like icy death up my legs. I woke up when it reached the bottom of his seat and I was still fumbling with the latch. That was 32 years ago and I still remember the horror and the dread. Did I mention it was a real bad dream?
Of course I’ve never been more grateful to wake up in my life.
But an anxiety grabbed hold of my heart. I had never been fearful on that level before and suddenly I quit driving over the real bridge that crossed the real river. I could ride with others but I planned our escape the entire time it took to drive the length of the bridge and began holding my breath over the river.
One day my husband came home from work. He gave me a hug. “Hey, I timed how long it takes to cross over the river. The whole thing takes less than a minute.”
I started to cry. The idea he cared enough to not only listen to me while I processed my nightmare and the reality that we were responsible for two little, innocent lives but he actually timed the section that fired my fear.
I no longer have anxiety with that bridge and the process of letting that go began the day my husband told me he loved me by spending less than a minute in my shoes.
About Kelly: Kelly Klepfer had ambitions to graduate from the school of life quite awhile ago, but alas . . . she still attends and is tested regularly. Her co-authored cozy/quirky mystery, Out of the Frying Pan, is the culmination of several of the failed/passed tests. Kelly, though she lives with her husband, two Beagles and two hedgehogs in Iowa, can be found at Novel Rocket, Novel Reviews, Scrambled Dregs, Modern Day Mishaps, Instagram, Pinterest, Facebook, Goodreads and Twitter with flashes of brilliance (usually quotes), randomocities, and learned life lessons. Zula and Fern Hopkins and their shenanigans can be found at Zu-fer where you always get more than you bargained for.
About the book – Out of the Frying Pan: When the chef of Sunset Paradise Retirement Village ends up dead, life for sisters Fern and Zula Hopkins is whipped into a froth. Their zany attempts to track down the killer land them in hot water with Detective Jared Flynn. Should he be concerned about their safety or the criminal’s?
But there are deadly ingredients none of them expect. Drugs. Extortion. International cartels. And worst of all…broken hearts–especially when the Hopkins sisters’ niece KC arrives on the scene.
Before the snooping pair gain any headway with the case, it becomes crystal clear that the sisters discover a mysterious secret that takes life from the frying pan and into the line of fire.
Question for Readers: What is your greatest fear?
Come back Nov 21st for Kelly’s Peanut Butter Fudge Pie Recipe!
Kelly Klepfer says
Thanks for letting me visit, Shannon!!!!
Shelia Hall says
fear of drowning
Shannon Taylor Vannatter says
Glad to have you Kelly.
That’s my husband’s fear too, Shelia.
I’m afraid of spiders and fish hooks.
angela says
heights
Connie Tillman says
I dont like bugs. Depending on how big the bug or insect is – determines if I scream or not.
Jerusha Agen says
Thank you for your transparency in sharing about your fear, Kelly! That takes real courage. What a wonderful example of the verse, “perfect love casts out fear.” In your case, God used your husband’s love to you to cast out your fear. What a wonderful story!
Linda Moffitt says
Starts with Spiders and goes down To the Littlest Tiniest BUG!! Thanks for the chance to win .
Kelly Klepfer says
Thanks for the kind words, Jerusha. Oh, I can expand on my list of fears. Creepy crawlies for sure. No nightmares about bugs but I have had some real doozy encounters with snakes. Fortunately none lethal and basically all minding their own gardner/garter snake business. Once picking blueberries I noticed the landscaping cloth moving then a second later realized that was not the cloth. I ran screaming to the house. The thing was probably a foot long and as big around as twig. The neighbors probably still talk about that one.
Diane Estrella says
Snakes. They are so wiggly and slithery…
Kelly Klepfer says
and sneaky, Diane. They are ugh!
Janet Estridge says
Since I am allergic to anything that bites or stings, I guess my greatest fear would be that.
Wendy Newcomb says
Greatest fear, hmmmmm, let me think. Sometimes the unknown, you know things are changing in your life and taking a long time, which is kind of happening right now with me so I’d say the fear of when and how things will change for me.
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Kelly Klepfer says
Those are pretty solid fears. I have one friend who is completely freaked out by styrofoam and another by cotton balls. Are those fears?
Shannon Taylor Vannatter says
Styrofoam and cotton balls? I think there’s a book in that, Kelly.
Kelly Klepfer says
Ha! Ha! Shannon. There just might be!
stvannatter says
I have a winner! Connie Tillman won the drawing. I appreciate Kelly for being my guest and everyone else for stopping by.