As I lay here in bed, jotting down these points, I really don’t know if I should laugh, cry or feel proud of accomplishing what I have in the last 30 years. It is my 30th birthday tomorrow
As I lay here in bed, jotting down these points, I really don’t know if I should laugh, cry or feel proud of accomplishing what I have in the last 30 years. It is my 30th birthday tomorrow
Chronic illness isn’t new to me. I grew up with an incredibly strong mother living with Lupus/Fibromyalgia/Arthritis. She even had both hips replaced at the same time! I know, what a badass right? One of the earliest memories I have, is trying to swing from my mom’s bed trapeze (the aid to help her sit […]
