#Where in the World Is Jess P

Let me just start out by saying that timing is everything. I said, "Timing is everything." For you creeping on this blog pretending like you aren't a reader, "TIMING... IS... EVERYTHING!" I started out writing this post out of frustration and decided not to post it; however, the topic is necessary and now is the time. So, let's start the blog. *Imagine theme music playing.....c'mon, use your imagination and play along* Dearly Beloved, We are gathered here today to talk about

When is the last time you did something for the first time? A few months back, I started creating my bucket list. One of my items was to run a race...I ran a 5k in December of 2015. Whoop Whoop! Another item was to go camping. Despite my fear of frogs, snakes, field mice, moths, spiders, grasshoppers, cicadas, lizards, bears, raccoons, bats, any flying/buzzing objects, I decided to bring this trip to fruition. Over the summer, I begged my dad (because he's well equipped for a

Miami was a very awakening experience, every bit of a confirmation of the way God works in my life. Before leaving for Miami, I had been away from my previous jail cell/job for almost a month. I felt hopeful, I felt scared, and I felt a mix of other emotions because I was trying to discover what I wanted to do/what I liked to do. For six years, my life was work and home with an occasional happy hour. With all this free time on my hands, I was able to explore different areas o

After freeing my own days to find my greater purpose, I decided to take a mini vacation to Lewes, Delaware. Driving to our cabin had me wishing I would’ve stayed home….can you say draining!? The car ride to our destination was a very interesting one because the topic of racial discrimination was brought up by someone whom has never witnessed or experienced being a target (someone privileged shall we say?) No fault of her own because of the area that she was raised; however, a

You ever feel like you're one more gray hair away from a breakdown? I like to believe I’m a patient person, but my patience must have ran out or something. Before heading to Phoenix, I had become a robot knowing that I needed change. Most days, I would go to work, come home, and fall asleep without eating because I was so drained from my job and/or a “rhymes with cluck” boy trying to make an appearance in my inbox. They say you can’t pour from an empty cup and boy is that acc