the autoimmune hippie.

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

Jesus

  • hello old friends

    Hello Old Friends Hello, old friends There’s really nothing new to say But the Old Old Story bears repeating And the plain old Truth grows dearer everyday When you find something worth believing Well, that’s a joy that nothing can take away. And, so we meet again After all these many years Did we sow… Read more

  • brother’s keeper

    Brother’s Keeper Well, the plumber’s got a drip in his spicket  The mechanic’s got a clink in his car The preacher’s thinking thoughts that are wicked And lover’s got a lonely heart. My friend’s ain’t the way I wish they were, They are just the way they are. And I will be my brother’s keeper,… Read more

  • Highest highs and lowest lows.

    So, y’all, the past few days – especially today – have brought some incredible highs as well as some devastating lows. So I just want to share my heart with you right now. First. . . counting some simple beautiful blessings As sick as I’ve been in the past weeks and months and as there… Read more

  • christmas gratitude. and pj’s.

    Yesterday, Sara, Henry, and I were out in the sleigh, listening to Christmas music, and running some errands before our first real cold blast of the year comes through, as my CRPS legs don’t take very well to cold and we plan to be home and warm during it.  Henry was wearing his first Christmas… Read more

  • not you, Jarrid. please, not you.

    Life Ain’t Always Beautiful Life ain’t always beautiful Sometimes it’s just plain hard Life can knock you down, it can break your heart. Life ain’t always beautiful You think you’re on your way But it’s just a dead end road at the of the day. But the struggles make you stronger  And the changes make you… Read more

  • the land of almost

    I’m up really early this morning getting ready to return for my follow up appointment with my orthopedist from the surgery 12 days ago that helped to save my life – and I don’t say that lightly. before & after Looking at the photos of my – misdiagnosed – left foot, before and after, honestly… Read more

  • a terrible seven days comes to an end. and more gratitude than words can hold.

    Last Tuesday, July 23, Sara and I took Henry in for a seemingly routine cataract surgery. I was a bit concerned about having it done, just because. . . surgery, but the surgeon came highly recommended, Henry was almost completely blind due to the rapid onset cataracts related to his diabetes, and she assured me… Read more

  • i believe.

    i believe in loving my people – two and four legged – big, with all of my might. i believe in being kind, to humans and animals and the earth. i believe in giving, whenever i am able, of my time, care, and resources. i believe in grand adventures and weenie dogs and road trips… Read more

  • 800 days

    800 days. I’m writing to you with what I’m convinced is plague. Well, not really. Just a summer cold I woke up with, likely picked up from our adventuring somewhere over the past several days. Still, when everything, including my face, is sort of throbbing, plague it is in my book. 😉 But I’m pretty… Read more

  • wild and holy – and on the road again.

    On Saturday, my Sara Bug and I set out for Decatur, Georgia, with several wonderful things on our agenda and an unusual “playlist” playing through the speakers of Janis the Bug. Our departure coincided with Rachel Held Evans’ memorial service, and, though I knew I would probably listen to the playback – and I have… Read more