I didn’t realise how much resilience and courage I would need to publish my memoirs and even just to blog about my chronic illness journey. I knew I wanted to share my story to help others, but to do so really does make you vulnerable.
Hi Everyone, This is more a letter than a blog post, and I have been battling whether to share it or not. However, sometimes life is just tougher than we ever expected, and when we keep our burdens and troubles to ourselves, we only increase our stress levels and worsen our circumstances. I'm a giver, … Continue reading Not What I Want To Share …..A Letter to My Loyal Followers
Have you looked closely at the back of a tapestry? Generally, they are full of threads in a bit of a jumble. It’s hard to make out what the image is from this viewpoint. You don’t have to see the whole tapestry. You just have to make the first stitch!
Looking through the window from the outside lane, you'd be hard pressed not to think it was a quaint "Victorian scene." Even a Christmas card painting it would seem. Look a little closer and peek further inside. A slightly different image from the perfect home may be disguised.
Trying to go away when health is complex can be incredibly stressful. A holiday at home could be the perfect solution.
Perhaps chronic illness is giving me a Christmas gift. The gift of time. Time to stop. Time to get out of the rat race of life. Time to reconnect with what really matters in life.
My hope and prayer for you is that a Christmas miracle is awaiting, as you make a choice to engage meaningfully in this most wonderful time of the year.
My blog and podcast are so much more than a group of articles and episodes. They're a blessing to me because of you, and I hope they're a blessing to you. They are all about creating genuine connections and a community.
I need time to have fun again, to block out all the "have too's" and spend blocks of time feeling free to focus on unimportant things, trivial things, moments of not worrying about commitments, life stresses etc.
Good Grief - This final stage of grief offers hope of better days. Functional days arrive with renewed purposes. Acceptance brings peace.
My Medical Musings 