spoonie life.
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It started last week with a great fall. . . As it happened, I was working on the bed late Tuesday night/Wednesday morning and Henry had fallen asleep across the bed, more than taking his half out of the middle. Rather than move him, I just slid in the bed on the edge next to… Read more
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Above is my New Year’s wish for all of us that I share every year. ❤ After another year of pandemic for everyone – and another round of sepsis myself, I am grateful to have safely arrived at the start of 2022. In looking through my Facebook memories, I came across this thought I saved… Read more
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The Lord your God is among you; He is mighty to save. He will rejoice over you with gladness; He will quiet you with His love; He will rejoice over you with singing. – Zephaniah 3:17 (BSB) I’m writing again from my cozy spot, beyond thankful to be home with my people as so much… Read more
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As I’ve written about often, I have Complex Regional Pain Syndrome (CRPS) as one of my primary diagnosis. It struck me, literally out of nowhere when I woke up from a nap – I had laid down not feeling great but in my usual state of health – in December of 2018. I woke up… Read more
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I’ve started no fewer than six posts about my week last week, telling y’all that I missed posting on World Arthritis Day because I was incredibly sick, and that I also missed The Dead show I was incredibly (oh so very) excited for that same day – both because I was sick and because I’m… Read more
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Won’t you look down upon me, Jesus? You’ve got to help me make a stand You’ve just got to see me through another day My body’s aching and my time is at hand And I won’t make it any other way. – – Fire and Rain, James Taylor It’s been a James Taylor, Fire and Rain,… Read more
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Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful though you have considered all the facts. . . Practice resurrection. – Wendell Berry This favorite quote from Wendell Berry actually came to my mind on Sunday afternoon while I was virtually attending the memorial service for my precious, hilariously funny, full of life friend Jamie. Even through my tears,… Read more
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It’s our SCWC Writeathon week and I’m starting late – but I’m here – because it has just been absolute hell these past several days. I’ve tried to find the pretty words to say it – and they just aren’t to be found. At the beginning of last week, two young women I’ve known since… Read more
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This is attempt number five to write this post because my thoughts are in a million places – and this time I’ve decided it’s best to just put it all out there and publish. . . so this one may be a bit. . . scattered. Scattered is appropriate though, I think, as these recent… Read more
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It’s not surprising, as my next big project is my death book, that I am one acquainted with the night – and thus spend more time thinking on these things than your average bear. This is particularly true now that I have promised myself to have this book ready to go by the end of… Read more
