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So far Jackie has created 157 entries.

Just a Mom

In one of those rare but still problematic moments of self-doubt, I sobbed on the phone to my insightful life coach, Adrienne Abeyta, about my latest worry. Adrienne and I had been working together for months and, oh, the doors she’s unlocked. But this latest concern seemed to have a dead bolt that wouldn’t budge.

 

“When I die, I want to be remembered as more than just a mom,” I explained, blubbering.

After allowing me to wail for a moment or two, she gently interjected, “So, […]

How Will I Know?

As I perused the lineup of eligible bachelors on my computer, many looking like they were the latest parolee from the local prison, I sighed. “Getting back out there,” as my kids liked to call it, in my sixties was nothing short of a major struggle, and at times a little frightening.

Two years after my husband and I separated in 2001, my daughters decided it was time for me to start dating. Still feeling rejected and unsure of myself, I would have preferred to […]

Jack(ie) of all Trades

As I jumped from an art project to my computer, then off to do laundry only to circle back to the art table again, I noticed my dad peering at me sideways, studying my comings and goings. Wondering what he was thinking, I asked, “You look deep in thought. What’s on your mind?”

The year was 2012, and I’d been caring for him since my mother’s passing 9 years before. Crippled, he spent most of his days sequestered to his frayed recliner, eyes closed. But […]

Feelings aren’t Facts

As I walked by my bedroom, I noticed my mother doing something that made me stop and stare. With fingers strategically place on her forehead and cheeks, she tugged at the sagging skin as she examined her reflection in the mirror. In my sixteen-year-old mind, I thought, How strange. So, I asked as only a teenager would, “What the hell are you doing?”

Startled at being caught, she quickly leaned back and replied, “Nothing.”

“Mom, you were pulling at your skin,” I persisted. “Is everything alright?”

After […]

The Art of Cheerleading

As I came off the basketball court, I heard someone sneer, “Cheerleaders! What a bunch of losers.” Never one to back down from a fight with my three brothers, I took umbrage and went face-to-face with this dweeb, a pimply-faced sixteen-year-old boy.

“It takes talent and a lot of energy to get out there and do what we do! It’s a sport just like any other.”

Stepping away from me, either because I was in his personal space or, perhaps, because he noticed my fisted left […]

Lost and Found

Sitting at my table at a book convention in Burbank, CA, I had a weird sensation of being in the wrong place. There I was with my creations, The Promise I Kept and My Life in a Tutu—sweet stories of a woman’s journey through life—surrounded by other tables with book covers sporting bare-chested men, bulging muscles, long Fabio-like hair, and sexy women swooning as their melon-sized busts fell out of their low-cut dresses.

As an author, whether you’ve published with a traditional publisher, self-publisher, or […]