Author: Jill

Do Your Worst

“The struggle is real.” Oh my word, humans can be such jackasses, myself included. Have you said the phrase? I’m a real fan of comic relief, but occasionally my attempts can go over like a lead balloon. I was joking about struggle the other day but, really, personal conflict would be a better way to describe it. My articulate son brought me up short, “Mom, humans like conflict.” The expression stuck with me so much I peppered him with questions on his statement.  His proof was in the verbal sparring constantly seen in friend groups or social media, the natural...

Love’s Witness

I remember thinking, “I should put my wallet back in my purse or I will find myself without cash at some point.” Then the day got busy, and I wasn’t going anywhere really. Until I did. I went out for groceries on the spur of the moment. I filled that big/box store cart to capacity. And still didn’t remember until I was rifling around in my bag for the membership card. Oh damn. No wallet, no cards of any kind. In this case I knew at least one driver was at home so called and asked for help. The store...

Connection

Oh my word I feel somewhat mad even mentioning it, but I had this dream last night. That mysterious work of the mind that could be revealing yet could be the mix of ice cream and John Wick, or whoever was on Netflix the night before!  Meaning, I love a good one but try not to put too much stock in them. I won’t go into detail,  although I was sort of a goth-power-ranger chick and how fun was that!  After waking, the dream brought to  mind other heroes and villains and the unfortunate us vs them mentality rampant in...