— Coloring Life with Love, Lyme, & Laughter —
I am poisoned. Everything I touch, everywhere I go, I ruin things. Marriages. Children. Schools. Relationships. I was once called a "user," and it shook it me to my core. I feel like a giver, to a fault. I picture myself as underwater diver with one breath between myself and my partner, and I know... Continue Reading →
My Lyme is flaring. The IV-antibiotic treatment is causing spirochetes to die off faster than my body can expel them, and I am trapped in my own circle of hell. At once there is pain throughout my body. It consumes me. I cannot think; there is only pain. I cannot eat; I will throw up.... Continue Reading →
There is no way to properly express the mixture of joy, relief and productivity I feel each time a family purchases a bottle of my tick repellent. It isn't about profit. After all, at this point, frankly, I earn only about two dollars per order. But I didn't decide to do this as an income.... Continue Reading →
After becoming infected with Lyme disease, I researched and researched tick repellants, desperately seeking the best protection for my five children. Yes, there are chemical sprays with DEET with great track records of repelling ticks. This is the one my husband and his fellow hunters use during hunting season. Research shows that it’s very effective,... Continue Reading →
There are individuals who are remarkably able to lift others even as they themselves journey through one of life's most feared trials and tribulations. My sweet friend, Shelly, is one of those people. Her walk with Jesus both astounds and inspires me as I marvel at her beautiful grace and tremendous faith every step of... Continue Reading →
A Broken Crayon 