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Jessica Asiala: Posted on Friday, April 13, 2012 10:43 PM
I'm a writer. Alright, I enjoy writing. I don't make any money doing it, but I use it as an outlet. It's a part of me. Every writer has their own methods when it comes to writing. Some outline. Some free think. I use a little combination of the two. And every once in a while, you get stuck. But you learn little tricks to get through those moments of "writer's block". I'm sure they are different for everyone. |
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Jessica Asiala: Posted on Wednesday, March 28, 2012 7:16 PM
You get tired of the questions. Sometimes you just don't want to answer one more person who says, "No, really, how ARE you?". Internally, you sound off and respond with "Why do you care? You never cared before last April, why do you care now?". However, the woman my parents raised politely responds, "Oh, I'm fine, thank you for asking". People tend to think you're depressed . . . when you lose someone close to you, that is. |
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Jessica Asiala: Posted on Thursday, January 26, 2012 12:54 PM
It's been a while since I've had a visit with my blog. Trust me, it's not for a lack of emotion (or opinion). Mainly, I think, I needed a breather. An opportunity to sit back and re-evaluate things. To unpack. To sort. To pack. Next Friday (February 3rd) would have been our one year anniversary. I'm sure we would have done something romantic and spectacular, as was always Mike's way. Nothing expensive or overdone. Just he and I being together. |
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Jessica Asiala: Posted on Saturday, November 12, 2011 9:57 PM
Life is short. We've all heard that phrase before. "Hey - you better go skydiving if you want to - life is short!" "Life is short. You better have a career you enjoy!" Life IS short. I know first hand how short it can be. In the blink of an eye - or in my case, in the manner of two weeks - everything can change. All those things you thought you would have time to do, you don't. You run out of time to say "I love you" or "I'm sorry". |
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Jessica Asiala: Posted on Friday, September 30, 2011 11:28 AM
My husband was Finnish and very proud of his heritage. The Finns are quirky. Their traditions a little different. As Mike taught me - they don't say kiss my ass, but instead say "heista nupa" - smell my belly button. One thing about the Finns I admire is what they call Sisu. Google "Sisu" and you'll find a plethora of explanations. Wikipedia states that Sisu is a compound of bravado and bravery, of ferocity and tenacity, of the ability to keep fighting after most people would have quit. |
Death, Love, Widow, grief, loss, Asiala, Bay City, friend, angel, Finnish, Sisu
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Jessica Asiala: Posted on Thursday, September 29, 2011 1:41 PM
Seafood? Yuck! It swims in its own feces. Why in God's name would I eat that? Sushi?? Even a bigger yuck. Not only does it swim in its own feces, it isn't even cooked to get rid of some of that nastiness. Nuts??? Yuck! Ever since the whole "crunchy peanut butter" fiasco as a child, not a chance in hell! Red wine???? That's only for communion and, I will confess, and as many of you know, I rarely drink the stuff. Cheap vodka? |
Comedy, Death, Love, Theater, Widow, Pit & Balcony, grief, loss, Asiala, Bay City, friend, opportunity, angel, food, wine
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Jessica Asiala: Posted on Wednesday, September 14, 2011 12:02 AM
I turn 38 today. In the 38 years I've been on this Earth, I haveneverbroken a bone, had major surgery, been to Europe, had a child, owned a sports car, been to the Colorado Rockies, won the lottery - I have never done alot of things. In those 38 years, Ihavewitnessed at 15 year old boy die; went through the divorce of my parents; watched my mother battle through breast cancer; lived in a foreign country; suffered mental and physical abuse at the hands of a significant other; been married and divorced; went through financial ruin; watched the events of 9/11; made friends, lost friends; fell in love, fell out of love; gained pets, lost pets; held a steady job; faced medical scares; lost grandparents; purchased cars and homes; lost cars and homes; acted, produced, directed, and wrote stage plays; discovered the true love that is a niece and a nephew; found the love of my life, and then, in a twisted fate, lost my one and only true love - my best friend, my lover, and my companion. |
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Jessica Asiala: Posted on Monday, September 12, 2011 9:37 AM
The 10th anniversary of 9/11 was honored with memorial services across the country. I had the privilege of performing "The Guys" with William Federspiel at Saginaw's Pit & Balcony Theatre on Saturday. A moving production about a fire captain who needs assistance writing the eulogies of eight of his men who perished that morning. During rehearsals for "The Guys", I was able to pull from my own experience at losing my husband to bring my character's anger and sadness to life. |
Comedy, Death, Love, Theater, Widow, Pit & Balcony, grief, loss, Asiala, Bay City, friend, opportunity
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Jessica Asiala: Posted on Monday, September 05, 2011 9:36 PM
Mike loved competition. In every avenue of his life, he was a competitor. Whether it was in his youth playing baseball and basketball or, when I knew him, darts. He would argue a point, sometimes just for the sake of arguing. If he felt the need to compete, he'd bring up a controversial subject with whomever he was with so they could debate it. Even with me he did that from time to time. Fun, loving debates. My favorite was "I love you", he'd say. |
Comedy, Death, Love, Theater, Widow, Bay City Players, Pit & Balcony, grief, loss, Asiala, Bay City, friend, opportunity
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Jessica Asiala: Posted on Friday, September 02, 2011 2:38 PM
I'm currently rehearsing for a new show - "The Guys", by Anne Nelson - and Ms. Nelson references "tracks". Everyone's life operates within a certain track. The people you know are co-workers, parents of your children's friends, friends of friends - and, as was the case in "The Guys", following 9/11, everyone in New York City was jumping tracks and meeting people they never would have met before the incident. This got me thinking about my own track. |
Comedy, Death, Love, Theater, Widow, Bay City Players, Pit & Balcony, grief, loss, Asiala, Bay City, friend, opportunity
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