Today, like many other people, I returned to work after the holidays, and knowing the paper work and grant reports that awaited me, I was
Author: kristijojedlicki
I am just a girl from Kentucky who has stories to tell. . .
Work It Out
What would a new year be without a post about exercising?! Before your eyes begin to glaze over and your mind goes numb at the
Movie Magic
Thanks to temperatures in the low 60s and a thunderstorm, today felt more like a spring day than the third day of January. The weather
A Friend In Need
There are as many definitions and descriptions of friendship as there are friends in the world. There are forever friends, fast friends, fair weather friends,
Commitment to Kindness 2015
As the world is awash in feelings of hope and optimism, and new year’s resolutions and intentions are fresh in the minds of many, I
Resolving to Be Kind: 10 Resolutions for 2015
As 2014 rapidly comes to a close, I find myself straddling the line between the past and the future, as I reflect on the ups,
On the Twenty-Sixth Day of December . . .
As I write this post, I realize that the twenty-seventh day of December is underway, but I am not one to stand on formality, plus
On the Twenty-Fifth Day of December . . .
This Christmas Day may go down as one of my favorite ones ever. It has nothing to do with the gifts I gave or the
On the Twenty-Fourth Day of December . . .
I never thought that a trip to the emergency room to begin my day and spending Christmas Eve alone to end my day would help
On the Twenty-Third Day of December . . .
This twenty-third day of December has left me physically and emotionally ill, making it difficult to focus on the goodness and light of this month
On the Twenty-Second Day of December . . .
This week, with the exception of Christmas Day, I am off of work and am spending the first week of my daughters’ Christmas vacation at
On the Twenty-First Day of December . . .
I found it quite appropriate that the shortest and darkest day of the year ended with merriment and light courtesy of my two daughters. Tonight,
On the Twentieth Day of December . . .
On this twentieth day of December, I experienced a moment of pure contentment courtesy of my youngest daughter. After a busy day of running errands and
On the Nineteenth Day of December . . .
Today, I had the honor and pleasure of attending the de Paul School’s 18th Annual Compassion Celebration, and it captured the true spirit of this
On the Eighteenth Day of December . . .
This morning, at the day shelter for homeless men where I work, I participated in one of the most bittersweet annual events of the holiday season-the
On the Seventeenth of December . . .
The hour is late, as is this post, but thankfully, love and kindness were right on time today. I returned home from work after a twelve-hour
On the Sixteenth Day of December . . .
On this sixteenth day of December, I find myself struggling to find the goodness and light in the wake of the attack on a school
On the Fifteenth Day of December . . .
Today was one of those days. It wasn’t the worst day I have ever had by far, nor was it the best day, either. It
On the Fourteenth Day of December . . .
Two years ago today, twenty-six people, twenty of them children, were killed by a lone gunman at Sandy Hook Elementary School. It was a tragedy
On the Thirteenth Day of December . . .
If you have been following this blog over the past six weeks or so, you have read several posts about my friend Dina’s twenty year
On the Twelfth Day of December . . .
Tis the season to be jolly and . . . sick. This week, the staff at the day shelter for homeless men where I work
On the Eleventh Day of December . . .
After experiencing some technical difficulties this evening, I proved triumphant and am happy and relieved to be able to share another example of the true spirit
On the Tenth Day of December . . .
Some of the greatest teachers and biggest motivators in my life are the guests at the day shelter for homeless men where I work, and
On the Ninth Day of December . . .
This ninth day of December found me giving the gift of good health to myself. For the past few weeks, as the hustle and bustle
On the Eighth Day of December . . .
This eighth day of December brought me some kindness and good cheer in the form of my ex-husband. To some, having the words ‘kindness’ and
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