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I’m Jeanmiree van der Werf
My dad’s stories sparked my imagination, and my husband’s belief in me reignited my courage. After years of doubt, I’m finally embracing my fearless eight-year-old self. I’m done playing small—ready to shine (metaphorically, of course). Let’s grow and dream big together!
Anguish
"What do you think happened here?""It's hard to tell at this time. Forensics hasn't arrived yet.""Yes, but you have eyes, do you? You're seeing what I'm seeing. So what does your gut tell you?""It's not about what we are seeing. It's about this place we have to worry...
This week was brutal
Dear Diary, This week was brutal. I've worked every night, didn't have enough time to spend with my family, didn't whiff my dog's cheese paws enough, and I've only seen four episodes of Breaking Bad (which is bad because that's how many episodes I usually watch on a...
White coffee
Pink eyeshadow When she found out; that she did not get the job, she hid in the bathroom. Not for long, because she knew that they would come to look for her. She wished she did not have pink eyeshadows on that day so that she could cry a bit longer. It was the...
If I had a time machine, I would go to the 80s and dance to these songs with my mother
You're probably sitting there thinking: "is that really what she wants to do with a time machine?" With that kind of power, you can travel anywhere and anytime. Travel through ancient Egypt, see the tragic fall of the Roman empire, watch non-Christians being...
32. 54. (part 2)
Yeah, the numbers aren't part of a metaphor I’m sure you’re wondering about the numbers in the title. These numbers may mean nothing to you, and to me, they also don't mean anything anymore. But they used to be significant at one point in my life. I gave them too much...
32. 54. (part 1)
Some unnecessary background information I was planning on writing a whole other story last week. The funny this is I can’t even remember what. Maybe one of those stories that I wrote a time back. By Sunday evening, I realized that I wouldn't finish my story on time....
My Husband Thought That I Wrote This Song
Yes, she sings People who know me know that I like to sing, but I'm not a professional singer. I wouldn't even consider myself to be a good singer, but I'll let my neighbors judge that. Singing just happens to be one of my favorite things. Last December, I was looking...
I’m sorry, Hannah Baker.
Content warning! There will be mention of self-harm and suicide in this article. Both topics are sensitive and can be harmful or traumatizing to some readers. Some unnecessary background information In the spring of 2017, I watched a trailer for a new series on...
Aren’t we all idiots?
Some unnecessary background information I went to the Netherlands last year. Well, I went to Rotterdam. I wouldn’t say it was a fun trip, but it felt good to be back after four years. The plan was to enjoy each minute, but big-sister duties wouldn't allow me. We did...
What is a Jammita?
I’ve written stories for more than twenty years, but I haven’t published a single word (till now). The last part is not exactly 100% accurate. Because writing is a part of my current job, and it’s one of the favorite parts of my job. The words come so easily. I can...