J J HannaFeb 13, 20162 min readDinner in an Empty ParkRecently I had the privilege of traveling alone to a park. I had food to eat but did not desire to stay in the restaurant, so I went to a...
J J HannaJan 21, 20162 min readThe Importance of MonumentsSometimes I find myself wondering how often people truly go to cemeteries or past battle fields to visit family members. I know I, for...
J J HannaJan 6, 20162 min readTell a Story . . . In Whatever Way NecessaryThis Christmas I had the joy of watching the Nutcracker for the first time. As I am accustomed to having dialogue in shows or...
J J HannaDec 30, 20152 min readMake it Beautiful, Make it FunFor the last few years I've been telling all of my friends, when they had something they didn't want to do, to make it fun. I thoroughly...
J J HannaDec 22, 20152 min readA Christmas BlogEveryone has traditions around Christmas time. Some people make and decorate cookies, others go out and sing carols. Some don't have many...
J J HannaDec 16, 20152 min readThe Persistence of SnowSnow is one of the most persistent things I have ever seen. It can fall from the sky for hours and only pile up an inch or two on the...
J J HannaDec 9, 20152 min readElectricity and ImaginationThis last week we had my grandpa look at the electricity in our house. As I sat in the living room — with all of the lights seemingly...
J J HannaDec 2, 20152 min readA Transparent Locked BoxI received this box when I was young. I don't remember what age, but I received it from a family friend for Christmas or my birthday or...
J J HannaNov 25, 20152 min readTen things I'm Thankful for this ThanksgivingAs I mentioned in The Power of Silence, I have learned the value of taking time to do nothing. And in taking time to do nothing, even...
J J HannaNov 18, 20152 min readThe Gold of FriendshipThere's this plaque in my bathroom, the kind you only possess in order to be somewhat fancy in a mostly non-fancy home. This plaque...
J J HannaNov 11, 20151 min readThe Power of SilenceSilence is interesting because it doesn't exist. The world can never be truly, fully silent. There is always a bird chirping, or wind...