Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl

Shortly after touching down in Georgia, I turned my weathered wooden Adirondack chair to face the trees on the back of my in-laws’ property. The sun’s warmth made my once-okay long-sleeved for-the-plane shirt unbearable. Yet the breeze compelled me to stay. I could have shifted to the shade for a more comfortable temperature, but theContinue reading “Bees to Breezes”

While sweeping around the island, the entry, the dining room, the hall, and the living room I couldn’t stop thinking that my kitchen is cleaner than yours. I doggedly fixed on friends, comparing mine to theirs, and determined mine was way better. Usually I punish myself for thinking such things with a Jaclynn, that’s notContinue reading “Woodworking Woes”

Is it normal for 42-year-olds to go through growth spurts? I hope so because lately, my eating habits have been excessive, making me feel like a garbage dumpster. I went on a solo walkabout during the second intermission at the Kraken game tonight to scope the fare. Vendors of pulled pork nachos, fried macaroni andContinue reading “Let’s Go Kraken”

What test did I pass to win over a new-ish, highly resistant teenage client? Their “I don’t dread coming here anymore” comment had the back of my head hit the chair while saying, “You mean you like me?!” Truly, I was a bit surprised. What a gift that was. Can you believe it, after oneContinue reading “Serendipity Day”

Previous Up to this point, we’ve explored landing at Pat’s house, my childhood stuff, casino days, and my current perspective. Now, let’s revisit the journey… Road trip, Day 4. Stopped at a Wyoming Overlook. Destination: Unknown As though whisked by a painter’s lightest touch, clouds swirl upon a dramatic sapphire backdrop. Buckskin-hued hills and darkContinue reading “Free As We’ll Ever Be (Book Part 2)”

***Note: This is my book edit to date. I was putting in snippets, but it could get confusing if you missed a day. I can also link back to this in future posts. Chapter 1 “Each and every one of us plays a completely unique role in the main act of life. The bumblebee pollinatesContinue reading “Home is a Problem (Book Part 1)”

More so than any god, I am a strong believer in going barefoot. It’s a spring, summer, fall, and winter kind of faith. And I was calling for the almighty when out of our friend’s house Evelyn ran shoeless and the closest mom (not me!) said, “Don’t go out without shoes!” I dug deep intoContinue reading “Raining Paint”

They’ve completed their service—wiping up spilled sugary milk coffee and removing splattered bug guts. The thirty-four dish rags are among many unwanted items I moved to the garage, hopefully, to be headed to Value Village. Ah, the good ol’ Value Village, where once upon a time, I’d queue up with ten others at the 9amContinue reading “Parading Around Town”

I’m taking the night off. Here’s a joke for you. How warm is a baby at birth? Womb temperature Love, Jaclynn I also found this screenshot my photo archive. I don’t know the source, so don’t sue me.

I specialize in trauma, and I am fascinated by it. It’s like an underwater aquarium, teeming with hermit crab peek-a-boos and antenna rubbings; I stick my nose to the glass with darting eyes, absorbing the thousands of client stories, hours of clinical training, and the cries of my own wounds. There’s no monster to blame,Continue reading “Dreamin’ Big”