dancing through life – on broken feet
tales of a jesus-loving writer, her adorable little fam jam, the world's most fabulous weenie dog, grace, travel, love, life, and dealing with a rare and incurable autoimmune disease.
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... Continue Reading →
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,... Continue Reading →
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.... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
