the autoimmune hippie.

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

Jesus

  • tales of my post-op week – and looking forward to writer’s conference.

    Oh, the beauty of the King You make righteous those who seek You have written and redeemed my story Let my eyes see Your kingdom shine all around Let my heart overflow with passion for Your name Let my life be a song, revealing who You are For You are salt and light Oh, the… Read more

  • it’s spoonie surgery time (again)

    Well, y’all, it’s taken me several days to bring myself to write this = in part because I am chasing myself with Maymester – but mostly because I almost can’t believe I’m having to report it.  But here I am. As the spoonie life goes, some problems are recurrent, and, for me, in my immunocompromised… Read more

  • early morning thoughts and gratitudes after a sickly week.

    It’s 3:09 AM and this adorable guy is snoring next me, noggin buried in his commandeered pillows. ❤ And this guy is in his spot at my feet – until I snoodle up to sleep later, when he’ll climb up and sleep on my lap all night. ❤ I’ve finished my Maymester Sociology work for… Read more

  • on the road again, loving our lindsey, and (finally) hugging my bestie once more.

    On Saturday, Sara and I hit the road and headed to Paris, Tennessee, our sweet Lindsey’s hometown, for her Celebration of Life at the Convention Center there. I had never been to Paris before – and the Celebration was so perfectly Lindsey. There were pictures everywhere (she was a total picture person like me), wonderfully… Read more

  • the beast and the beauty of it.

    We have to learn that what cannot be cured must be endured. – Montaigne Last week, I started rereading a book that I just loved, written by a fabulous lady, Nina Riggs, who died in her late thirties from breast cancer. She writes with astounding clarity and wisdom and even humor of her experience walking… Read more

  • these are the days that wreck us.

    I met our Lindsey at the same time I met my husband, over ten years ago during a football weekend in Tuscaloosa and she is just one of THOSE people – funny, kind, adventurous, full of life. You just love her right away. As my husband and I were together, Lindsey and I would also… Read more

  • numbering our days and lamenting.

    A sweet friend in my spoonie community has passed away. I remember her post that she was out of options and entering hospice – at 29. Pictures of her 30th birthday, her saying she knew it would be her last. Photos of her in a wedding dress, a day that was a gift from a… Read more

  • Happy Belated Easter. telling The Old Old Story – And Dolly.

    Happy (Belated) Easter, y’all! With a Sunday schoolwork deadline – and big things due as the term is wrapping up – sometimes my best laid plans go by the wayside and I am chasing myself for posts. Still, we had a wonderful Resurrection Day here in the Hippie Hut and I hope you all did… Read more

  • continuing holy week – and celebrating home.

    Despite my best efforts, I am still completely wiped out and sleeping like a hibernating grizzly bear due to the exhausting side effects of my antibiotic therapy – but I am almost done. Whew! Yesterday, though – Tuesday of Holy Week – I had the most wonderful experiences, things that I suppose would have been… Read more

  • palm sunday – holy week is here, y’all.

    It’s been a little off kilter this week – a busy school week, I’ve been a bit plague-ish – and on one of those antibiotics that seem to be almost as rough as the ailment, and we had some beastly weather. But you know what what? Today is Palm Sunday, the beginning of Holy Week,… Read more