Krista Lynn Campbell

matters of the heart

The thick envelope exposed the secret. In addition to a donation request, the American Heart Association enclosed return address labels decorated for Valentine’s Day. “Be Mine” and “With Love” written…

a handsome charro

My heart smiled as Angel beamed under the large sombrero. For his school’s dance, Angel dressed as a charro, a traditional Mexican horseman. His letter offered happy words and pictures…

promises

The special delivery arrived on September 24th by Fed Ex. The driver muscled the pallet across the gravel driveway and into the garage. With scissors in hand, I sliced open small,…

invitations

No fanfare, wax seal, or calligraphy adorned the cream-colored envelope. Inside, a folded 8.5 X 11 piece of paper extended a grand invitation. An invitation to connect with a child.…

choosing to see

Ethan could have missed it. He could have been too naive, too overwhelmed, too selfish, or too young. Instead, Ethan chose to see. In 2017, Ethan and his father visited…

the face of rejection

With a furrowed brow and curled lips, his chubby hand extracted the orange bite. A quick taste was all my 16-month old grandson needed to reach a verdict. Rejection. I grabbed…

some gave all

With a firm handshake, the elderly gentleman introduced himself as “jumpin” Jack. His nickname derived from his new hobby: sky diving. Jumpin Jack still has a zest for life at…

an exchange

“I wasn’t doing well in several subjects, so my mom and I decided it was best for me to quit school.” ~ Derly I read Derly’s words again, hoping for…

the long way home

An unfamiliar face walked toward the microphone in the center of the stage. The stranger introduced himself as the drummer in the worship band. A commercial painter who felt the…

spreading hope

Her voice dripped with joy and happiness. I turned up the volume to Laurie’s hopeful story. Her son, Micah, wanted nothing to do with her for 2 1/2 years. No…