the autoimmune hippie.

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

She Persisted

  • I am sitting in a doctor’s office listening to the mayor of L.A. and other leaders from that immediate area speaking – and I realized that my waiting until I’ve got time to sit and craft the perfect post about all of this terror, all of these human rights violations, all of the daily insanity… Read more

  • hope and history

    As I wrote yesterday, this week is so busy – but I just HAD to share a few things to remember yesterday – Inauguration Day – which ended up being a beautiful day, without incident, filled with joy and hope and goodness. We saw the Inauguration of President Biden and Vice President Harris – yes,… Read more

  • Today, that phrase from Hamilton, “America, you great unfinished symphony,” has been running through my head, as I am finally able to hear the music once again after a long, silent winter. As you all know, we voted on Tuesday. Then, we waited for votes to be counted. We waited as the White House – the… Read more

  • In the wake of the COVID-19 economic catastrophe, all cities and states are having to face difficult financial decisions – and it is expected that budget cuts will be seen in many areas. My home city, Birmingham, has announced that it is indefinitely furloughing 158 of its 211 library employees and only plans to reopen… Read more

  • oh, how we will miss you, RBG.

    My word, what a day. Many people will be writing about Justice Ruth Bader Ginsberg in the coming days – often with more information and insight than I have, I’m sure. . . but I cannot imagine talking about anything else right now. Since the breaking news appeared on my phone, I have been sitting,… Read more

  • I’m working on a serious post about my current health situation this week that will be up soon. However, I would be remiss if I didn’t first take a moment to address a VERY  memorable message I received from a medical resident who doesn’t know anything about me or my health situation. A total stranger.… Read more

  • protecting our girls.

    There are moments that the words don’t reach There is suffering too terrible to name You hold your child as tight as you can And push away the unimaginable The moments when you’re in so deep It feels easier to just swim down. . . — It’s Quiet Uptown, Lin-Manuel Miranda   On Wednesday, Daisy… Read more

  • You will come to know things that can only be known with the wisdom of age and the grace of years. Most of those things have to do with forgiveness. – Cheryl Strayed Plenty of humans are monstrous, and plenty of monsters know how to play at being human. – V. A. Vale For many… Read more

  • With my bizarre sleep schedule, I often sleep for a few hours at a time and then my pain wakes me up – so I “nap nap” as my Henry knows it, throughout the day when I need to. As such, I woke up at about 3 AM yesterday morning and started working to get… Read more

  • I Like many women, I spent many years being too fat. I was too fat when I was in junior high school. I was too fat when I was in high school. I was too fat as a young adult. I was certainly too fat after my children were born. I was even too fat… Read more