Kelli J Gavin

Kelli J Gavin of Carver, Minnesota is a Writer, Blogger, and Professional Organizer. Kelli’s first two books, ‘I Regret Nothing’ and ‘My Name is Zach-A Teenage Perspective on Autism’, were released in 2019. She has also co-authored 15 anthology books. Her 3rd and 4th books will be published in 2020 and 2021. Kelli’s work can be found with Clarendon House Publishing, The Ugly Writers, Southwest Media, Zombie Pirates Publishing, Writing In a Woman’s Voice, The Writers Newsletter, Writers Unite!, Academy of the Heart & Mind, Sweatpants & Coffee, Love What Matters, The Rye Whiskey Review, Spillwords, The Writers and Readers Magazine, Mercurial Stories, 121 Words, HerStry, Passionate Chic Magazine, Ariel Chart, The Basil O’Flaherty, PPP Ezine, Otherwise Engaged, Pleather Skin, Paper.Li, and The New Ink Review, among others. My Name Is Zach was awarded as one of ‘The Best Special Needs Books of 2019’ and one of ‘The Best Special Needs Books of all Time’ by Book Authority. She is also featured among the ‘101 Emerging Authors From Around the World’ with Sweetycat Press published in 2020. Find Kelli on Twitter and Instagram @KelliJGavin and explore her blog at www.kellijgavin.blogspot.com.

Hands

Hands
My mother had the softest hands of anyone I have ever known. When I was small, she would stroke the bridge of my nose to help settle me in for the night. And often would do the same to assist in quieting my tears.

When A Woman’s Heart Hurts

When a Woman's Heart Hurt
Against my will, the salty tears assaulted my cheeks as quickly as I could wipe them away. I just needed a good cry. I needed to dispel all this hurt and just move on. I wasn't sure I could do this. Another gulp of air and a sob caught in my throat.

You Are Not The Judge Of Me

You are not the judge of me
When a judgmental comment makes its way to my lips and can tell the condition of my heart is failing, I reel it back in. I reel it in. All of it. Stop myself in my tracks. Those words I am ready to share do not encourage.

August and I

August and I
Now, 5 1/2 years later, I find August approaching quickly. August 4th is a day that I will always pause and honor my mom. I will always remember her, share her life and the stories I remember with my children and anyone that will listen.

Melt

melt
My heart continues to melt more than I wish it would.  When loved ones hurt deeply, when sickness invades a body, when relationships fail, when joy and sorrow abound.

Treasured

treasured
The other kind soul, worried and analyzed what they had said to me, concerned that what was conveyed wouldn't be received with the love it was intended. It wasn't only received with love, it was treasured.

Age is Just a Number

Age is just a number
I remember meeting my husband's grandma Rosemary for the first time.  Infectious laughter and a sheepish half-mouthed grin. She would squint her eyes shut when she laughed.  She was an amazing listener and genuinely cared about what people were saying. She was spry and seemed so very young, even though the beautiful lines on her face told a different story.

Emotional Anniversary

emotional anniversary
Emotional Anniversary I realized what an emotional anniversary was the summer I turned 12.  I lived in Forest Lake, Minnesota and my sister and I would often bike the short 1.3 miles to the Tom Thumb gas station in Lino…