by Callie | Apr 11, 2018 | chronic disease
I felt the sun heat my skin today, for the first time in months. It was only for a minute or so, before I had to buckle my daughters into the van, but it was enough to remind me of that feeling you forget after a long winter. It’s all encompassing and welcoming. It...
by Callie | Apr 2, 2018 | chronic disease
“ ‘ Tis a great and mysterious gift, this clinging of the heart, whereby it hath often seemed to me that even in the very moment of suffering our souls have the keenest foretaste of heaven. I speak not lightly, but as one who hath endured. And ’tis a strange truth...
by Callie | Mar 9, 2018 | beautiful, chronic disease, chronic illness, discouragement, encouragement, Grief, Healing, health anxiety, hope
I am writing this as a bit of an update. The past few months have been a struggle. As someone with severe health anxiety, when I experience symptoms of any kind, I retreat into my shell, which means, when it comes to writing, well, there isn’t much of it. There is...
by Callie | Jan 22, 2018 | chronic disease, chronic illness, diagnosis, discouragement, encouragement, Healing, hope, Interstitial Cystitis
In the past week, I have had several people ask me for advice on dealing with Interstitial Cystitis. I took that as a sign that I really need to have a comprehensive post where I direct you to other articles on the topic, as well as discuss what I recommend, after...
by Callie | Dec 30, 2017 | beautiful, chronic disease, chronic illness, creative, creativity, discouragement, encouragement, Grief, hope, writing
The New Year. This is the time we are supposed to reflect on the year past, considering all we lived well, and regenerating our mistakes into well thought out goals for next year. Sometimes I think my goals are just a way to satisfy the cognitive dissonance between...
by Callie | Dec 8, 2017 | beautiful, chronic disease, chronic illness, creative, creativity, discouragement, encouragement, Grief, hope, writing
We made it. We’ve cruised through grief (more like bumped, and skidded, and shredded our way through, but still), and we’re at the final stage, which is acceptance. Now, remember, these are purely my adulterations of Dr. Kubler-Ross’s stages of grief, conformed to...
