Author: Jaclyn Weber-Hill
Fun Has No Age Limits
Some of my fondest memories at my grandparents’ home centered on the same Disney Sing Along VHS tape. The blue owl would dash down ...The Kindness of a Stranger
Living in New York rarely provided comfortable commutes. It was considered lucky if it was a subway transporting you somewhere, but often that’s not ...Out Tonight
How did Lacey secure employment with such ease? The interaction with the bar manager left her stunned. Her new boss, Nick, appeared unfazed by ...Comparison is a Thief of Joy
I often ask myself when writing a piece, “Am I doing this well?” “Could this be better?” “Am I good enough?” Perfectionism weaves a ...Soul-Searching in Manhattan
The clamor of her ringing cell phone earned a groan from the hungover blonde. With a swipe of a hand, the device sailed to ...Where Do We Go from Here?
Six weeks had passed since Lacey hung up on Brooke after finding out she kissed Reuben. It resembled a lifetime, given how inseparable they ...Fueled by the Power of Connection
The reality of the human experience is often draining. Hopelessness expands like gas in a room without you realizing it. Despair is accessible and ...Drowning Out the Noise
My eyes flickered as I tried to adjust to the pitch black. The room’s darkness challenged all my senses. I can’t see what’s in ...The Space Between
A routine could be a blessing but also a curse. Lacey found herself at the height of a constant work rotation. She taught ballroom ...A Path to Solid Ground
There was a period in my life where every step felt like my last. Ruminations spiraled through my brain like an unending race against ...