jess in the mundane

an ordinary blog

  • Held

    While writing this post, I made an attempt to recall moments from my childhood, memories of being held or hugged. I know for sure as a baby I was held, always, and then often. Unfortunately, as with most of humankind, memories before three are simply gone with the wind. As a child, deep in my… Continue reading

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  • Simple Memories

    I remember, At 4, routinely waking up to a peculiar melody, birds outside my window chirped. At 5, bedtime routines. Getting to say goodnight to my mom before bed, and without missing a beat, her reply: “goodnight darling!” At 6, numerous siestas my siblings and I were rather unsuccessfully forced to take. At 7, beautiful,… Continue reading

  • Answered Prayers

    I remember a few years ago, downloading Pinterest. Unsure as to what category the app belonged to, I joined, simply because I wanted pictures to add to my mood board. Previously, my go-to for wallpapers was google search image results or screenshots from other social media apps. But those simply weren’t “giving” and Pinterest was. … Continue reading

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  • It will be okay in the end | University: a memoir

    In the final installment to this series, here is a bit of advice for current and incoming university students. Everyone’s university experience will be different, but if and when you can, enjoy it, because it goes by in a flash. An iron clad will:Let me let you in on a secret. I believe the people… Continue reading

  • Challenges | University: a memoir

    Two posts in a month? Who do I think I am, right? Well, this is part 2 of the prior post, University, a memoir, and I again thank my stars that I do not have to write this from scratch. Let’s jump right in, shall we? Here are three challenges I faced in University: Challenge… Continue reading

  • University: a memoir

    It’s a new month and I have nothing saved in my drafts. So I searched my Drive for a write-up I put together for a friend a few years ago. It’s a memoir of a sort, summarizing events leading up to my university admission, struggles, and other experiences. Reading it back to myself again today… Continue reading

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