a different mother’s day this year

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…

changing diagnosis.

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…

autoimmune anomalies

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…

tiny altars.

So damn easy to say that life's so hard Everybody's got their share of battle scars As for me, I'd like to thank my lucky stars That I'm alive - and well. It'd be easy to add up all the pain And all the dreams you sat and watched go up in flames Dwell on…

truth.

to tell the truth to tell it all in all its beauty in all its pain in all its vulnerability in all its loneliness even if it blows up the world your world go build a new one a brighter one speak your truth paint your truth sing your truth write your truth dance your…