the autoimmune hippie.

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

The Herring Herd

  • eucharisteo

    A few weeks ago, while I was out thrifting, I came across a copy of Ann Voskamp’s One Thousand Gifts. I had seen several friends recommend it and so I picked it up, not knowing anything else about it and added it to my – quite large – to read stack. Then, this past Monday, I felt… Read more

  • priorities

    This Erma Bombeck essay from years ago has been on my heart for the past several weeks since our friend Ryan passed away so unexpectedly. I think it is because a month or so before he got sick, he and I had messaged about getting our families together for an evening and I just never… Read more

  • 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

  • the good stuff

    With all the heaviness and challenges and hard things lately, the autoimmune hippie is looking a little gloomy and that just won’t do so it’s time for a fresh list of the recent good stuff (and I am so incredibly blessed that there is plenty of that too ❤️): I got to see Foo Fighters… Read more

  • when God shows up

    Talkin’ Daniel in the den of the lions Talkin’ Jonah in the belly of a whale Talkin’ three Hebrew children And they’re standing in a furnace, fiery furnace But the fire didn’t burn them, and the lions didn’t bite And the Lord reached down and you can be sure that Everything turned out right Oh… Read more

  • the tale of troll ryan

    Today has been one of the saddest days and I am heartsick. Our dear friend Ryan was diagnosed with cancer last week and was set to begin to treatment but an infection developed and too many things went wrong and he passed away today. There are so many things I can say and stories I… Read more

  • sunday school

    When I was around 17, I helped teach preschool Sunday School at my home church. And I really truly loved doing it. But I had a rebellious streak at least twenty miles wide and I was sure I wasn’t going to be doing any such churchy thing once I was on my own. . .… Read more

  • Uncle Joe Day

    As I posted a few days ago, come hell or high water, my daughter and I were determined to make it to a rally for our Democratic candidate for Senate, Doug Jones, in our statewide special election. Since many of my readers aren’t from my state, Alabama, let me give just a quick overview of… Read more

  • If you’ve been anywhere near me – or my blog or my Insta or my Pinterest or my Facebook or my Twitter – in the past few weeks, you know that we adopted the most wonderful little rescue service dog. He is a four year old Daschund mix, now named Henry, who is with me… Read more

  • i still miss someone

    Today I drove Laura, our oldest daughter, out to my parents house to spend the night. Of course, I stayed and spent some time with my dad and my adorable new furry sister, Shadow. Then I hopped in Janis and took the long way down 459 back home so I could make a quick stop… Read more