by Jule Kucera | Mar 2, 2025 | Blog
Last Sunday, thanks to a conversation in the StoryJoules Mastery course, I hunted for something I had written about sea anchors. Turns out it was one of these Sunday emails, from July 2020. Since it seemed relevant for March 2025, it’s back for an encore:...
by Jule Kucera | Feb 23, 2025 | Blog
Eleven days minus one of gray, rain, sleet, ice, snow. Matching my mother’s mind. And mine, there. Pulling off my sweater at her place, thermostat set to 75, where all I am is a moon in orbit around her. Because that’s what she needs to mend skin and face...
by Jule Kucera | Feb 16, 2025 | Blog
Last November, in Day Room 38, I unplugged the Amazon Alexa device to plug in my laptop. During this visit, I learned Alexa hadn’t worked since. Tonight, I’m listening to the new Alexa device. My mom lives about 2 miles from an Amazon warehouse, so it was here in less...
by Jule Kucera | Feb 9, 2025 | Blog
Everything I want to write about isn’t my story to tell. [example erased, because even that, even just one, was too personal.] My mom fell. She has bruises and stitches but no broken bones, thank goodness. I’m here now, in New Jersey. Why is it so hard to...
by Jule Kucera | Feb 2, 2025 | Blog
When Trent and I were looking for a place to live together, we agreed that Newaygo, Michigan, was one of the few places that would work for both of us. It was under two hours from his teenage daughter in Battle Creek. It had woods and a river for Trent. It had a...
by Jule Kucera | Jan 26, 2025 | Blog
One of my favorite things to do on cold mornings is to wake up in bed and stay there, warm and thankful to be where I am. I think about my bed and how it holds me all night long. How my sheets and blankets have just the right amount of heft to make me feel tucked in...
