I was totally and completely wiped today - health stuff - so I spent most of the day in bed. When I got up this evening, I managed a shower and picked up Sara and Henry from the park where they had taken a stroll to make a super speedy grocery store run. Upon returning…
Often, I have a stress or worry on my mind. Sometimes it's a big thing - but not always. Sometimes it's my own health concern or worry for a friend or situation with a family member. . . Or it can be something incredibly simple that I've just thought over for a few moments. .…
As one of that rarest of endangered species, a liberal (very liberal) Alabamian, I've been watching the cards falls, sick to my stomach, over the past several days. Honestly, this new law, HB 314, is being written about so extensively nationally that I was resolved not to write about it here - but it won't…
I've been in deep for the past four or five days with two books about death - one wonderful book I read while researching my own book and another one a true crime read that also gutted me, saying goodbye to a writer I adored way too young. It started when I decided to finally read…
The past few years I've posted a seriously heavy Mother's Day post because - historically - it isn't my favorite day and I've let those feelings fly. However, today, the day after Mother's Day, I want to share some thoughts from a more peaceful place. This Mother's Day was different. First, I went to church…
So, I said at the beginning of the year that this would be the year of writing my (hopefully first) book. And I HAVE been working on something - and it's okay. . . It just hasn't really flowed, I think? It didn't seem to be the right thing. And then I had another idea…
As my "heart pressure," as my hilarious Sara Bug calls it, is high this morning over having woken up to all kinds of national news foolishness, I am not going to write about any of that, but, instead, talk to you about something - and someone - heavy on my heart right now. And tell…
Write hard and clear about what hurts. - Ernest Hemingway. Since I first became really ill with autoimmune disease in 2012, it has seemed as though diagnosis have been tacked on and taken away as new symptoms have presented, an ongoing medical guessing game. This isn't unusual for spoonies to experience. It can take years…
May 1st (today) is a fabulous day, our Mom's birthday, and our Henry's birthday as well. Today is also a heavy, but important, anniversary, as it marks ten years since one of my dearest friends, Andrea Smith, passed away at 37 years old after battling ovarian cancer for more than two years. We became friends…
Part of living with multiple autoimmune diseases is that my body often develops really odd symptoms and syndromes out of the blue. Of course, since I was diagnosed with Complex Regional Pain Syndrome, I've come to expect the unexpected at anytime really - and I mentioned in my previous post that my migraines that I…
