I've tried to convince myself it is a perspective problem. You know, a glass half full or half empty kind of thing? But no matter how I look the glass seems broken, shattered, beyond repair... The extent of brokenness seems to ever grow and diversify as each day passes. But the heart of the matter … Continue reading Wednesdays with Jillene: dare to hope
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Wednesdays with Jillene: the weight we carry
I am a pack mule. Okay, I'm not really; however, if you've seen me in action it is likely you would agree that (all too often) I carry way more than I ought. And I like it almost as if it's an Olympic event, I load myself up with as many bags, children, boxes, whatever … Continue reading Wednesdays with Jillene: the weight we carry
Wednesdays with Jillene: what a week (when you need to know Sunday’s comin’)
what a week 3 simple words that say so much and so little Punctuation changes everything. What a week... What a week! what.a.week. Inflection tells a story. (sigh. quietly.) What a week. (speaking quickly with excitement) What a week. (spoken with bitterness, almost biting the words) What a week. Body language speaks volumes. (With shoulders … Continue reading Wednesdays with Jillene: what a week (when you need to know Sunday’s comin’)
