the autoimmune hippie.

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

our fam jam

  • covid-19 – please don’t let your guard down now (no matter what the politicians tell you).

    As many of you know, I live in the Deep South. . . and this weekend’s news for the management of COVID-19 was NOT. GREAT. in this part of the world. Our neighboring state of Florida decided to reopen its beaches – on the day its virus cases hit a record high. . . And… Read more

  • well, these boots weren’t made for walking (again) – but they will soon I hope.

    I’ve commented before that it seemed particularly. . . ironic. . . that the distance runner keeps losing function in my feet and legs. First, it was the multitudinous stress fractures – now present in every metatarsal. Then rounds of CRPS in both feet – excruciating to endure AND they have changed the way my… Read more

  • watching the COVID-19 spread and considering spoonie issues.

    As we all know, the whole damn world is just upside down right now. COVID-19 is spreading like wildfire. Everyone SHOULD be essentially at home if they can. . . some people are listening; some aren’t. Some cities have enacted shelter in place; some entire states have. It’s surreal. As my home state is experiencing… Read more

  • for my virginia bluebell.

    My sweet baby girls – who aren’t babies at all anymore – are one of the great blessings of my life – and one of them has had a rough few days, as I’ve been having a rough go as well. She’s extra on my mind and heart tonight and so is the song I’ve… Read more

  • 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

  • 1000 days. Thank You, Lord.

    I’m writing a little bit late because yesterday turned into some sort of insanely sick day for me unexpectedly – I have some cold symptoms but am otherwise okay now. Yesterday was a big BIG day in my world: my 1000 Days Sober.   I’ve written often about all the wonderful things putting down wine… 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