Recently I discovered a Facebook group of fellow Hashimoto’s sufferers. I have been reading with heavy heart the posts from people who are trying to figure out their bodies in light of all of the havoc that this disease introduces. So much frustration, desperation, determination, and defeat tinged with sweet, and sometimes too brief, moments of success. Continue reading “Inside-Out”
This morning, Fiona Fred had a little potty accident. Now, look at that word, “little.” That is a relative word. It is used when comparing things. This morning’s “little” potty accident is little in relation to, say a buffalo coming into the house and having a potty accident. Continue reading “Cat-Poop-Astrope”
My friend Ashley has the greatest laugh I’ve ever heard! She has an infectious laugh filled with exuberance and bursting at the seams with pure delight. Now, her laugh is also pretty loud. Our friend Adam chides her for that and I sometimes want to punch him when he does because laughter is such a necessary thing in this life. And also, I really love her laugh! Continue reading “Find Your Laugh”
One day we will blink and this life we know will be over.
While we still have a chance, let’s love with a pure heart, because only a pure heart can break through the darkness in our world.
Let’s laugh with the joy and gladness that comes from lasting goodness, and not merely passing fancy.
Let’s give with a generous hand that is always opened wide to let go of the temporary and make room for the eternal.
Let’s: Cry with the bereaved and broken…feed the hungry…soothe the troubled soul.
Let’s write our stories on the moments we have, and imprint our pages on the lives of those who will come behind us.
Autoimmune disease often comes with the nasty little issue we like to call “chronic pain.” Man, do I hate that stuff. About three years ago, I discovered a treatment for autoimmune disease that is rarely prescribed. Continue reading “Take Your Medicine”
So how was your day today? Stressful? Brutally busy and overwhelming? Did you have to stop at some point and catch your breath? Or was breathing a luxury for you today? Continue reading “What’s so good about it?”
Maybe I’m too nice, but somehow I agreed to knit a blanket for a friend. Let’s stop right here and clear something up. My blanket queue is full, so please don’t ask me to make one for you- because I’m too nice and I will feel depths of guilt you can’t imagine until I do it. Now, let’s move on with the story.
After many months, I’m finally on my last ball of yarn. This afternoon, as I got about twenty stitches into a line, my favorite circular needles (bamboo, 10.5, 40 inch) broke. As you can see below, the wire pulled right out of the end.
On the evening of Thursday, March 30, 2017, Michael (Mike) Tomlinson passed away at Smith Animal Hospital in Perry, Georgia, after a very brave and patient battle with illness and old age. Private burial followed on Oakhill Drive.
Maybe I’m not the only one who has had lifelong struggles with various things- with circumstances I’ve asked the Lord to intervene, to fix or make better, or to equip me to bear more graciously. But the answers don’t seem to come, despite years and years of praying and working.
But I continue to pray, and then I proceed to try to fix them myself. Continue reading “Are you asking too much?”
