Category: Memories
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Why I Changed My Name From Jennifer Grassman to Jennifer Greenberg
Since I was sixteen, singing songs at coffee houses and selling $5 home-burned CDs of my music, I marketed myself as Jennifer Grassman. My maiden name is on all my albums, posters, social media accounts, and in press coverage. When I married Jason Greenberg in 2006, my maiden name was already everywhere. On merchandise, marketing…
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The Cursed Blessing of Depression
We’ve been through a lot together, you and I. You were always there, no matter how horrible things got. I remember as a young child, making mud-pies in the back yard, and feeling your unmistakable presence. I promised you then, that whenever I talked to myself, I was actually talking to you. My childhood became…
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Hugh Hefner & The Legacy of Pornography
As someone whose childhood was severely damaged by pornography, I find it difficult to be undisturbed by the sorrow which so many have expressed at the passing of Hugh Hefner. They mourn as if a great benefactor of humanity has been lost. These people do not comprehend the true nature of Hugh Hefner’s pornography. They do…
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Joy With A Backdrop Of Sorrow
I’m about to be super transparent. I don’t know why I feel the need to put that disclaimer at the beginning of this post, but there it is. The following isn’t sugar coated, it isn’t pretty, and it isn’t fun. But it’s real. And if I feel this way, other people must as well, so maybe…
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Father’s Day For The Fatherless: Let This Bring You JOY!
I was about 11 years old when I realized that my dad didn’t love me. I remember praying and telling God, “You need to be my Father. You need to be my dad. If I don’t have a dad, I’m going to have a lot of problems when I turn into a teenager.” I still…
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Bible Reading With The Kids | Psalm 74: “Jesus Makes Purple Rainbows”
Any time I read the Bible to the girls, I paraphrase using words they’ll understand. My 3 year old interjects her own interesting ideas, which often reveal how she as a toddler comprehends the Bible. Here’s a transcript of the adorable hilarity that went down this afternoon:
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We are diamonds.
I remember the moment, 9 years ago, that my dad-in-law looked at my wedding ring diamond under a microscope. He said, “I’d know your diamond anywhere. It has a really unique imperfection.” I think people are like diamonds.

