becoming the woman God needs me to be
push pins. thumbtacks. tiny weapons that prick fingers. or something more? in the gray walls of my cubicle they are the holders of memories. the reminders of promises. the keepers of laughter. they are the one object I am thankful for today. at a conference in Austin I saw some of the most amazing presentations... Continue Reading →
I didn't eat lunch today. Yea, yea before you give me the speech about the importance of eating, getting away from my desk yadda yadda let me tell you. I am so thankful for my job because I am hungry. I got so wrapped up in getting things done, fulfilling commitments to coworkers and being... Continue Reading →
Today I am thankful for… tupperware*. Today, your existence allowed me to bring a healthy meal choice to work so I could walk confidently past those French fries (ok, not so confidently… admittedly I stopped to smell their greasy salty goodness) knowing if I gave in, I’d be wasting the food I brought and be... Continue Reading →
fennel means taking risks. it was a surprise element in a group of fresh veggies from a friend. i had heard of it before but never bought it ate it or cooked with it. i knew nothing. so i googled. i youtubed. i learned how to cut it, use every piece of it and prepare... Continue Reading →
i am thankful for... the bench i used at the gym monday which has made me sore and practically immobile today the one in the courtyard at work that allowed me to feel the breeze through my hair for a few moments between meetings the bench i sat on while a stranger strapped a harness... Continue Reading →
it can be done. it has been done. it is being done... married for a lifetime. on june 17, 1944 my grandparents said i do, and i have the black and white photos to prove it. but more importantly i also have something to strive for... the holding of wrinkled hands at the park, in... Continue Reading →
sure you get wedged in the bottom of my purse forcing me to dig just to find you. but you are also magical pieces of metal. metal that has the power with a small turn to open doors to my home which protects me from the elements. and yet another piece of metal that with... Continue Reading →
Every evening before we eat dinner my husband says a prayer which includes "... thank you for this food that has come to us so easily." And every time he says it, my body has a physical reaction where my heart feels heavy and my eyes begin to hurt. For some reason that part of... Continue Reading →
jessica lynn shull 
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