The waves. They hit me, one after the other. I can’t catch my breath. Their pressure, their push—relentless. The tightness, the overwhelming force—it won’t let go. And then I’m up, breathing freely again. My nerves settle, and all is well once more. I remember when I learned about a family acquaintance receiving a substantial sumContinue reading “Rub-A-Dub Sub”
Category Archives: Writings
Senior Skip
Take a night off reading and I’ll take a night off writing. Enjoy a one-day and two-day old fuzzy duckling photo and video. Love, Jaclynn
Leakity Leak Leaks
I’m grateful for the arrival of spring rain, which has revealed that the barely existent skylight leak has actually worsened. Now it’s dripping at a rate of one to two drops per minute. Yes, I actually counted them. It’s quite inconvenient to have a drop hit my head or fall on the iron while I’mContinue reading “Leakity Leak Leaks”
The Dudette Abides
I received a client referral for a roofing supervisor, and his comment made me chuckle. He said, “I lead a band from misfit island. This won’t be the only one.” Being good friends, I responded, “Keep sending them. You can have confidence in me. I’m good at what I do.” His playful reply was, “IContinue reading “The Dudette Abides”
Designing Woman
Have you ever experienced the sheer amusement of vacuuming up the end of a string attached to a spool of thread? Well, let me tell you, until today, that was a novel experience for me too. Round and round, the proficient spin cycles of the vacuum devoured what seemed like endless lengths, akin to severalContinue reading “Designing Woman”
Me Day Makeover
Get ready for some changes, folks, because from now on, Tupperware has a new rule. Everything stored in those trusty containers will be assigned a designated throwout date, and I’ve got the perfect tool to make it happen: the label maker, adorned prankishly by Dave with a sticker that says “label maker.” No more chaos,Continue reading “Me Day Makeover”
Graduation Day
Archie lets out a yip and howls in response to Dave’s lively tune on the piano. There are a few things that never fail to make Archie howl – the Final Jeopardy song, playing the harmonica, or when we all join in to awoo together. As I sit on the pull-out bed of Evelyn’s trundle,Continue reading “Graduation Day”
A Long Windy Road
I have this strange fear that whenever I open the door to my office, I’ll come face to face with a villainous character, drumming their fingers together and saying, “Well, well, well.” Every time I find my office empty, a wave of relief washes over me. But if I could find a way to feelContinue reading “A Long Windy Road”
Rainbow Connection: A Poem
I ride the heavy differently each day. A lighter version, a snack bite, feeling closer to free. To be me. Then the others, are like a void without end, an ex-friend, whose touch is cold. I enfold like an accordion slinking down the stairs, no repairs, please go away. What a day. I’ll be here.Continue reading “Rainbow Connection: A Poem”
Mr. Sandman
Such significant experiences unfolded during my therapy sessions today. From grappling with suicidal thoughts to battling an extreme eating disorder, and even witnessing inaction in reporting child abuse, the gravity of these situations weighs heavily on my mind even during my off hours. As I reflect on the precious 55 minutes we shared, thoughts raceContinue reading “Mr. Sandman”
Going On 40 