It's crazy how grief will hit in random places. The counselor asked this week how my illness has effected my emotional relationship with my husband. I didn't think it had, because the one great thing that has come from this disease is a much deeper relationship with him. Then I thought back on all our … Continue reading Twisted Memories
Life has a funny way of taking us places we couldn't have dreamed up ourselves, both good and bad. We blaze fast down a track we think we know...and sometimes we do know--our tickets marked clearly with our destination. But sometimes the tracks switch on us and our train gets taken into uncharted zones. Pain … Continue reading The Ride
Our culture shies away from the real, the vulnerable, and the deep. We are much better at the pretty, the easy, and the surface level descriptions of our lives. Our focus is more often on the beautiful flower that blooms than on the long process it took while the plant pushed through the dark. It's … Continue reading Growing Through the Dirt
Tell us through your words, and show us through your actions. We know you're there through you saying "I'm here for you" but ultimately that falls short if we don't see you being here for us. Tons of people have told me this and yet that's the extent of it. Be more specific. The real … Continue reading 12 Things to Do to Show You Support Your Chronically Ill Friend or Family Member
I can't pinpoint the exact moment we met, but I remember your passing me in the hallway in college and catching my eye in the best way. You were energetic and willing, jumped at any chance at a fun activity, and cared immensely for others. We became fast friends and soon best friends over the … Continue reading The Story of Us
Often it feels as though this journey is a constant downhill battle, that for every win there are still a remaining twenty problems, and those problems seem to outweigh the win. It's a fight just to notice the one jewel within the pile of coal, no matter how bright it shines! My husband is a … Continue reading Our Scars Are Beautiful
Life has a funny way of folding out, kind of as if not all pieces can lie flat and smooth at one time--something always seems to keep it crinkled. It's a funny thing how high you can get doing something you love, and then just how low it'll bring you back down in remembrance of … Continue reading Contrasting Colors
