(So often I want to write about things other than autoimmune disease and spoonie life – but I also think it’s important to share just
music is medicine.
Music is my love language. I was trained in voice and piano for years when I was young. I love all things musical theater, symphony,
a week of hard. (a long post for a long week)
It’s our SCWC Writeathon week and I’m starting late – but I’m here – because it has just been absolute hell these past several days.
my heart is in new orleans as I’m watching and praying and so scared.
Just now, I laid down literally for a two hour study nap – and woke up immediately to a message that Hurricane Ida, already a
talking about life and death, covid and sick days, and loving others through these times.
This is attempt number five to write this post because my thoughts are in a million places – and this time I’ve decided it’s best
memento mori
It’s not surprising, as my next big project is my death book, that I am one acquainted with the night – and thus spend more
