Author: Jill

Puppies

A man goes to a psychiatrist and explains his issue.  “Doc, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, whenever I go into a grocery store, all I want is the dog food.  My tongue salivates and I can’t even remember why I’m there!”  “That’s very unusual,” the doctor states, “How long has this been happening?”  The man replies, “Ever since I was a puppy.” (Anonymous) I was thinking about this story today as I walked my dog.  Well, she walked me.  She was born into a hunting family, taught from day one to follow her nose.  Her days were off...

The Thing

So, I had a thing. A thing I didn’t want to do, but kept being told, “Ya gotta do this.” At some point I came to agreement with my advisors and I did it. So, it’s turned out fabulous, but my question today is, was it really something I needed to do earlier? Or is it working out because I was ready to do it? Because the timing was right?  I’ve decided that the thing is not the thing. Now I have a new thing. It’s in the realm of “cutting losses,” which is something my personality rebels against. Just...

Thou Mayest

I was struggling deeply with one of my sons.  Not with him in the classic sense of, “He’s driving me crazy!” But with insecurity about my ability to be there for him in the way he needed.  I shared my struggle with a few close friends and felt much relief simply by opening up.  The next morning I woke up hearing Mumford and Sons voices in my head singing ”Timshel.”  The words, “You are not alone in this,” were looping.   I hadn’t listened to the song in awhile, so I played it and burst into tears when the lyric said,...