One of the ways we are making our wedding that little bit more personal is by ditching the traditions. Don’t get me wrong, I’m absolutely not against traditions. Some of them are absolutely beautiful, but there are also an awful lot that simply don’t resonate with us, so why make life hard?Continue reading “The not-so-traditional Option”
It’s pretty hard to distinguish what the “worst symptoms” are, but it’s a question I get asked a lot when someone wants to quickly get a grasp on my condition. Here are three that feel like the worst in this current moment…Continue reading “A Year of Growth – Week 29 – Symptoms from Hell”
To the GP who finally found some answers, who chose research over trial medications and who was willing to admit that she didn’t know the answers, thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for persevering and for being there when it felt like no other professional was.
This week’s prompt calls for three characteristics you’d wish for in a friend. Or maybe three friends…?
Regret is an odd concept really, the suggestion that you wish something had never happened. Often, when you think it through enough that “thing” that you regret led to something else and that something else led to yet another thing and you keep thinking and tracing it back and eventually you get far enough down the chain that you can find something absolutely beautiful that you wouldn’t change for the world… only, if the regret didn’t happen, neither would the good thing.
The theme of this weeks post is “one thing you’ve learnt since becoming chronically ill” and I think for me this is possibly one of the easiest prompts in the series so far. What have I learnt? I’ve learnt to listen and be patient. I’ve written about this a few times before, about how sometimes my body has to scream before I’ll pay attention, about how patience really isn’t first nature to me, and about how I’m absolutely still working on perfecting this skill.Continue reading “A Year of Growth – Week 25 – Listen, Be Patient”
I suppose I desire a “good” life. Whatever “good” means. Though, I’m not sure it counts as a desire when I’m already living it – life isn’t some distant thing that’s yet to come.