“Maybe,” a mentor figure in my life suggested to a class, “Maybe, all we have to give is ourselves.” Tears welled up in my eyes while I contemplated what that meant to me while going through the recent challenges with my autoimmune disease. Struggling to walk anywhere at all, let alone keeping up with a…Read more
Category: Personal Journey
Uncontrolled
**This post is a compilation of rants I messaged to a friend last week with additions of expansions and information deposited here and there. Sorry for the raw honesty.** On October 2, I was driving the car down the highway. And the air conditioning literally just froze the muscles in both of my forearms. I…Read more
My Take on My Journey
Several people throughout the last few weeks have asked me to share my story. And almost every time I do, they tell me I need to share it with more people. Ehhh that’s one of the reasons I am writing my blog, right? I wanted to put on makeup and get all dressed up for…Read more
More Than Faces
Before I showed up to camp, the kids that I was going to be in charge of were just numbers on a page. After the first week, they were no longer just numbers; they were faces of children, laughing and crying about all of the craziest things. And now, now they’re neither numbers nor faces….Read more