the autoimmune hippie.

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

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  • new year’s day

    My precious friend Chani and I both managed have to have a beast of a health year, each in our own way, in 2017. She is battling cancer – and fighting like the fierce woman she is! – and she REALLY had to bring it last year. So, just this New Year’s morning, we both… Read more

  • farewell, 2017

    What. A. Year. There were plenty of good good things. Many wonderful experiences:                     Those things were all really special and so much fun. There have been other great things that I am very thankful for as well: My bestie moved much closer and I love,… Read more

  • invisible but very real

    During the last five years or so that my precious Grandmother was here, she would have times when she was terribly sick and I would try to get her to go see her doctor and she would refuse, saying she felt too bad to go to the doctor. And I remember thinking that was about… Read more

  • #thebrokenway (thanks, Ann)

    I last wrote about an awful day on Thursday, hoping for a restful Friday, but that was not to be. The daughter I recently wrote about, who struggles with BPD and type 1 bipolar disorder, is off visiting her grandparents, you see, so you would think that would create some space for rest for her… Read more

  • grandmother said there’d be days like this. . .

    Less than 24 hours ago, I wrote a post about my precious pastor’s wonderful sermon last Sunday on hope, thinking it was for someone reading my blog – and I have no doubt that it was. What I didn’t know then was that it was also maybe a bit for me too, for the terrible… Read more

  • spoonie tired.

    Here in the Hippie Hut, we had several nifty things going on over this past weekend. Saturday morning, Sara and I got to go to a book signing and meet the senior pastor of our church, Pastor Chris, which was so much fun: Then we took Henry, the service dog/wonderpup to see Santa: And, of… Read more

  • joy

    Sometimes when you’be been having a rough go of it and it’s all been a giant vortex of suck, that’s when God really has a totally different idea: For me: – Our amazing family has just rocked our world with their awesome, loving on us, looking after us ways. 💜 – We got to go… Read more

  • let the waters rise

      I’ve been really sick these past few days, so sick, in fact, that I missed an event I was REALLY looking forward to yesterday. There was just nothing I could do about it. And, of course, whenever I have to miss something important to me due to my illness, it only makes me feel… Read more

  • disabled

    The day after Thanksgiving, I learned that I will have to go a few more rounds with the disability process. While this isn’t unusual or unexpected, to say I am just sick about it would be a serious understatement. Not only is everything involving the disability process a nightmare of paperwork and red tape, but… Read more

  • special ornaments, healings, and God’s blessings

    My Christmas ornaments are really important to me. Each year, I add a few more to our tree: Some of them, I’ve picked up at events like Christmas Village (made by special needs adults 💜), some are from special things that have happened in our family (like Henry’s ornaments ❤️❤️❤️), and some are ones that… Read more