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Ticks don't care about coronavirus, race or politics. In fact, all of the extra time you and your family are likely spending social-distancing outdoors is actually increasing your chances of being snagged as a deer tick's next meal. Read this now. Don’t bookmark it to read later. Do not wait until you are in the... Continue Reading →
Intentional living is not a new concept, but I've never put it into practice more than I have the last two months. Well before the CDC issued social distancing guidelines, I was preparing here. We were wearing masks at large public events, buying double our regular grocery list, and evaluating if my routine onco checkup... Continue Reading →
I lie in bed unable and unwilling to let sleep return. It's another night of The Dreams. My breathing has returned to normal, and I've sorted out what was dream and what is real. You know what that's like, right? You wake from a dream so real that it takes you a few minutes to... Continue Reading →
To my child's high school teacher, I know you're tired. You're spending your days online and your eyeballs ache from it. You're posting assignments, not just busy work but carefully considered plans and work intended to keep your students sharp. You're balancing your own life throughout this, just like the rest of us. You're feeling... Continue Reading →
I've read posts on Facebook in which moms are boycotting the social distancing measures, choosing to brave the virus and go to the store to purchase items for Easter baskets. Oh, boy. If you're that mom, do you realize that quick trip to the dollar store just to pick up a bag of plastic eggs... Continue Reading →
Something inside me is itchy, an internal prickling I can't scratch. I have more time than ever, yet I find myself unable to focus on anything. I am obsessed with scrolling, rarely compelled to click on links and certainly not finishing articles, no matter how important. I'm addicted to the headlines without the commitment of... Continue Reading →
(Warning: This post includes graphic imagery and an oh-so-uncomfortable topic. I hope you'll stick with me, but I won't judge if you can't.) I made one of the hardest decisions of my life last week. I had surgery, and about 50 stitches and two drains later, I am not even flat-chested; I am concave. I... Continue Reading →
I want to give you just the right words. Ones that will fill your cup, that will stick to your insides as you swallow gulps of hope and inspiration. I want to be a light in your life, not just another sad story. I want to be strong, but somehow that word --strong --has become... Continue Reading →
As a chronic illness warrior, plans are scary. It's hard to plan for the future, whether it be a couple hours from now or in a few weeks, when you live with an unpredictable health condition. I am a planner by nature and thrive on knowing what to expect. Nothing makes me feel more productive... Continue Reading →
