by Jule Kucera | Apr 20, 2025 | Blog
When my morning alarm goes off, I pull myself up to sitting, lean back against my headboard, and grab my phone to begin a meditation. On Sundays, I sometimes first check that my weekly email went out. Sometimes I re-read it, sometimes I don’t. Last Sunday, I read my...
by Jule Kucera | Apr 13, 2025 | Blog
It’s Tuesday. Tonight, Jane Friedman is speaking at The Mercantile Library, and I made cookies for the event. They’re oatmeal-chocolate chip-pecan, in regular and gluten-free versions. If you’d like, here’s the recipe. When I told my mother I was making 240 cookies...
by Jule Kucera | Apr 6, 2025 | Blog
In response to the past few Sundays’ messages, several people have replied, asking, “Are you okay?” I am, but I’m not. No, that’s not right. I’m not, but I am. There’s been another reminder that this life is finite. What I’ve been feeling (mourning?) is not that loss,...
by Jule Kucera | Mar 30, 2025 | Blog
I like words, but I also like images. Sometimes images serve me better. This is something I drew a few years ago: It reminds me that while the seed is in the soil, when it looks like nothing is happening, there is growth. I may treasure unfurling my leaves in the warm...
by Jule Kucera | Mar 23, 2025 | Blog
While searching for the right email address to request an extension for my mother’s taxes, I stumbled across my Sunday email from March 15, 2020. I had sent it to my CPA and he had written back, asking permission to forward it to his office. It was a good...
by Jule Kucera | Mar 16, 2025 | Blog
In the Five Wishes document, when we got to the part about mom’s ‘final resting place,’ I asked if she still wanted to be at Shadow Lake, where she’d lived for 42 years. She shook her head ‘no’ and looked out the window, past the blue ceramic birdbath, to something...
