the autoimmune hippie.

Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful though you have considered all the facts. . . Practice resurrection. – Wendell Berry

41. leggo.

  • doing the little things I can, making small steps forward with my health, rejoicing in simple but perfect blessings . . . grateful for my smurf life.

    If I could tell the world just one thing It would be we’re all okay And not to worry because worry is wasteful And useless in times like these I won’t be made useless Or be idle with despair I’ll gather myself around my faith For light does the darkness most fear. My hands are… Read more

  • changing my word.

    As I wrote in my previous post, I got REALLY sick earlier this month and will be on IV therapy for the next several weeks as I continue to heal. I went septic – which I’m still shaken over – and, earlier this evening, I saw this article, which hasn’t helped my feelings: https://www.dailyrecord.co.uk/news/scottish-news/sepsis-now-bigger-killer-cancer-21295621?fbclid=IwAR2bej6E8qMtiMmngnfNLawPXfQaSBiQjp9ac_v7lEL_j_CTpGNd9I0qFaI Apparently,… Read more

  • recovering and celebrating.

    In these bodies we will live. In these bodies we will die. Where you invest your love,  You invest your life. Awake, my soul, awake, my soul, Awake, my. soul, For you were made to meet your maker. – — Awake, My Soul.  Mumford & Sons A week ago Wednesday, January 15th, I was admitted… Read more

  • 41.

    This is a super quick post because today is my birthday – 41 – and I’m ripping and running. I’m writing because I had several sweet messages checking on me since I’ve been away for a bit. Thank y’all so so much for thinking of me! ❤ I am in the midst of a LONG… Read more