No More Regrets. It’s my personal mission statement. — Hello there, I am Jennifer and I am 51 years old. I have three adult children, four grandsons, and a spoiled cat named Luna. I am neurotic about my Luna, she is my baby. I have become a crazy cat lady. I was born and raised in Utah, and no…

I hear her call my name from afar. I cross the realm to come to her. She is in the shower, and she is crying. I envelop her in the indigo-blue mist of my being. I whisper gently in her ear…Don’t cry, sweetheart, I am right here.. I am in…

The day that forever altered my life. Every. Single. Day. I notice 9:13 a.m. and 9:13 p.m. — September 13, 2023, is right around the corner. The giant hole inside my chest, my soul, half my heart, reminds me. It aches with pain and it aches with emptiness. Two years since you left my side. My brain is no longer in protection mode, at least I don’t think…

I spent two nights with a demon, and one night with La Santa Muerta, and I overcame it. — I met Jack two weeks ago. He was nice, he seemed real in a world full of fakes. He said all the right things. His actions showed all the right things. After three dates I decided to spend the night with him. The connection we had was energetic, the sex…

It’s been just over 16 months since Tom passed away, shattering my heart and soul. I spent a full year crying every single day. I wrote this just over a year ago, shortly after losing him: I Am Not Okay I promised you I would be okay. How do I keep that promise when my life has been shattered into a million pieces?jenniferestes-jlraven.medium.com I often wonder, am I okay? I have days where the hole in my…

Finding purpose and meaning in life can make all the difference in our mental health. — After two and a half years of working from home for a telemedicine company, I returned to work as a funeral director (mortician). Being a funeral director is my calling in life. It took me five years to get the mortuary science degree. I worked full time, went to school…

I pull it close to my face, and my tears stream down my cheeks and onto the soft fabric. His smell is long gone. — It has been one year and twenty-nine days since my sweet Tom died. Yesterday felt like I was transported back to a year ago; I cried all day. Tears mixed with sobs, talking to him all day, begging him to come and get me. Please Tom, please come and get…

A review of my experience with the home warranty company. — A few months ago I started to hear a banging when I would flush the toilet. I called American Home Shield and paid the $100 deductible. They sent a plumber out right away. …

The book 75 Hard by Andy Frisella was the motivation I needed to stop procrastinating, get off my ass, and take hold of my goals. — It’s only 5 daily tasks, and it’s only 75 days so who will you listen to I ask myself. I have spent most of my adult life listening to the bitch voice. According to Frisella, we all have dual voices. Good vs evil, the angel vs the devil, or as…