we can learn to grieve well
Shivering in the cold, my family and I stood gathered under a gazebo just yards away from our friends’ home. We were armed with hot...
JESS GRAY ROBERTS
My name's Jess. It's actually Jessica, but I always think it sounds funny when people say it and make it a three syllable name: Jess-i-ca, like it's a lot of work for them so I just prefer Jess. I've always been told I talk a lot, sometimes too much, and it's true. I have a messy story, like most of us probably do. I love big emotions and all the words that go into and out of those emotions and I like to write them down. I'm generally very unsure of myself, which is why I like the delete button and why it's taken me about fifty-five times to write the About Me. I've had two husbands. I have three daughters from three different daddies. And the life that I've been given inside and around those last two sentences are what I hope to sort out in this space. I love my family more than I thought was possible. I love to run and one day I hope to be good at it. I'm a teacher, a nurse, and a friend, but not always in that order. I'm usually forgetting someone's birthday, and constantly reminded of my need for Jesus.