Jason Hurley
Stories (7/0)
A Life Unleashed
It is quite a challenge in itself to pick and narrate a single experience that my dog and I have made together. The first time we met was a silhouette of a puppy with the sun shining on his back that came trotting into our construction garage, with ears flopping and big paws flopping. Someone had abandoned him...at least that is what I believed before learning about all of the planting that goes on in our lives.. He looked like a shiny coated black Labrador, but also had a curled tail and spotted tongue like a chow.
By Jason Hurley2 years ago in Petlife
Lit.
It had been quite awhile ago, but Daniel had seen Hanna's teacher twice before where he donated plasma. He sincerely focused on the idea that his plasma was going to help people, especially babies or young children, but another reality was he was going there twice a week because he couldn’t afford to pay his utility bills, gas for his truck, internet, healthy food, and yoga studio membership with what he was making full-time as a substitute teacher. Daniel didn’t turn the furnace on in the winter because being such an old house, it wasn’t insulated well and it would run constantly.
By Jason Hurley2 years ago in Fiction
Lit.
Silently in a caring way, he was thankful. Daniel received the news that his cousin Cindi’s husband Andy had died. The man never had a job, was narcissistic, controlling, and taught his daughter that going to school was not important. Actually, Daniel agreed with him to an extent about school systems, but there would need to be supplementation with home schooling – which Andy would not provide. He did appreciate the time Andy helped him replace a transmission in his truck, so held that memory in focus. Daniel had swapped out a few parts, but without having any experience, that job seemed too intimidating to take on alone. He prayed for Andy to know his appreciation for his help.
By Jason Hurley2 years ago in Confessions
Remarkable me.
This may start off as a tangent, but I’m recognizing the significance and how it relates to details later in the experience. My cousin’s husband had died, and it may read improper, but I’ll add the word thankfully before the word died. I do appreciate the time he unsuccessfully helped me replace a transmission in my truck, because then I ended up fixing the problem myself.
By Jason Hurley2 years ago in Confessions
Playlist for the spooker..,
Music has proven to soothe the soul in a time of needing comfort, provide ambience for a romantic setting, motivate when one needs to bring intensity, join lightheartedness with good spirited fun, or bring terror to the mind whether the tone or lyrics stimulate a fear we have.
By Jason Hurley3 years ago in Beat