Somewhere Between the Pain and the Promise
A reflection on chronic illness, motherhood, marriage, and the strange beauty of standing inside an answered prayer while still hurting.
A reflection on chronic illness, motherhood, marriage, and the strange beauty of standing inside an answered prayer while still hurting.
Chronic illness does not just take physical strength. Sometimes it quietly takes pieces of your personality too. This is about grieving the version of myself I used to be, missing the loud, silly, spontaneous girl I once was, and learning to believe she may not be gone… maybe she is just tired.
A raw reflection on parenting with chronic pain, trying to stay compassionate, and learning that loving my kids does not mean pretending my own limits do not exist.
I did it today. I parked a couple of blocks away from where I wanted to go, and standing there beside my car, I had that moment. The one where…
A friend left town today. I don’t know if it’s permanent or just for a period of time… and I’m not sure what to do with the uncertainty of that.…