The Importance of Holding Space with Another’s Grief.
Sitting with someone else’s pain is awful. It’s hard enough to sit with our own grief, much less that of someone we love, when there’s really nothing we can do or say. But that’s...
Jennifer S. White Blog
The Mania of the New Mother’s Careful, Jenga-Built Life.
I realized that my life right now is like a ginormous game of Jenga. Let’s be clear—I don’t play Jenga. Still, I envision the way that the wooden pieces are set together in a...
Why Romance is Over-Rated.
Okay, maybe not over-rated. But the definition for romance, in my opinion, is usually all wrong. Romance looked completely different to me when I was 25 than it does now at 35. At 25,...
Scattered Hearts.
I have hearts scattered all over the world. One of my dearest hearts is in Sweden, another in Philadelphia, one in Connecticut and my own mirror-image half (my identical twin sister) in a different...
12 Things Us Mere Mortals Do after Having a Baby.
I can’t stand parenting advice. It’s pretty grandiose to think that we have the answers for all parents and kids out there because we’ve figured out a few key (or minor) parts. For one, kids...
Peace, Comfort & Joy: How to Stop Being a Victim Once and for All.
I’m about to admit something extremely uncomfortable; something that I honestly barely admit to myself. I can sometimes have a victim mentality. Let me explain. I don’t see the world as black and white;...
The Love Language of Giving.
If you haven’t ever read about love languages, you should. According to the book penned by author and relationship counselor Gary Chapman, The Five Love Languages: How to Express Heartfelt Commitment to Your Mate,...
How to Choose Love (& Be a Good Person).
I gave birth six weeks ago and I’ve been a huge bitch ever since. Pretty big bitch. Possibly this is because I’m exhausted. Potentially it’s because I’m a milk machine. There’s also a good...
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that.”
In retrospect, I think it’s pretty hard to have a good day that involves projectile vomiting. Yeah—I guess I should have expected to be a little bit upset. Actually, though, I wasn’t just a...
Real Love is Home Base.
Ah, the mystery of true love. Everyone—and I do mean everyone—is always trying to analyze it and break it down for us dumb old humans to better understand. Is real love selfless or selfish?...
