the autoimmune hippie.

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

my peoples

  • 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

  • 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

  • here i raise my ebenezer.

    Tuesday was World Rheumatoid Arthritis Awareness Day. It falls on February 2, Groundhog Day, every year – and it has been on my radar for 8 years now since my RA diagnosis. I’m running a little behind posting about it this year – as things have been super busy for some amazing reasons I’ll share… Read more

  • selah.

    It has been a WEEK and I think we can all agree that our great hopes that 2020 would leave so that the next year would be more peaceful may have been unfounded. On Wednesday, my daughter and I were running a few errands – which is rare in and of itself with COVID –… Read more

  • this is my favorite Christmas despite everything I think.

    Christmas cards did not go out in a timely manner this year. In fact, owing to a medical crisis involving my dominant hand — AFTER I thought I was in the clear — I have a small stack that needed recipe cards included I had been unable to write until now that won’t be going out until tomorrow, the… Read more

  • please stop and listen.

    Today, I’m working on a long post with several Advent thoughts I want to share, among other things that have been going on. However, as I was checking my social media during a lunchtime break, I saw an image a dear friend posted that just has me torn up. Read more

  • so grateful.

    I have to be honest and say that my Thanksgiving started as I told my family probably not as the sickest I’ve ever BEEN – but certainly as the sickest I’ve ever FELT if that makes any sense. After several days of progressive nausea and illness trying to finish up an antibiotic (one of the… Read more

  • before you pack your holiday bags. . .

    For all my many faults and flaws, I love my people big and wide. And, as I’ve written before, a big part of my heart is sitting with one of my dear ones in the hospital downtown right now. She is still in step-down, fighting Covid so freaking bravely. Every. Damn. Day. And every day… Read more

  • the last (wo)man standing.

    Gonna choose sunlight Gonna drink wine Bound to win a few fights, before my time Gonna make love now Ain’t the future bright Gonna be the last man standing tonight. . . Gonna make a difference Gonna speak my mind Even when my nerve fails Even in the dark times Gonna count the blessings Celebrate… Read more