Hi.

I’m Jessica. I used to write books and build businesses.

Then, I had a massive faith crisis, deconstructed the religion of my birth (Mormonism), and ended up a hopeful agnostic. To punish me, god killed my husband.

Just kidding (dark widow humor is a thing now, I apologize in advance).

Eric was the love of my life, the peas to my carrots, the fabric softener to my staticky fleece pajamas. Seriously though, he was one of the good ones. He died suddenly and unexpectedly on Thanksgiving Day, 2020. His death was a tragic medical emergency, and though I performed CPR as our children looked on in horror, I could not save him.

Crushing grief and a late-in-life ADHD diagnosis have trashed my cognitive and executive function and as a result, I am struggling to pick up the pieces of my upended and imploded life. I’m furiously blowing air into a leaky flotation device as my punctured life raft sinks. Join me for a float? You can hold the bailing bucket.

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