On a whole lot of hand-holding.


Blurry, but quite telling. That rebel on the right? Yep – that’s me. Present, yet not really.

She was just seventeen. She was wandering, floundering, utterly clueless. She wanted to do what was right … what was “normal” … what was expected. She really did. But yet she didn’t. She REALLY just didn’t want to. Continue reading

When it’s Saturday morning and you just can’t get out of the car.


My Monday morning office.

It was still dark as I parked at the hospital Saturday morning. I opened my phone to silence the ringer before going upstairs when I saw a message that we were seriously short-staffed that day. I stared at those awful words for a long moment, then I put my phone back in my pocket, and just sat there.

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When you just can’t believe how good today is.


I woke up this morning so much better than yesterday. Yesterday was one of those random sucker-punch days where you absolutely have no idea why you woke up so sick. And then today, for some reason, I have absolutely no idea why I woke up so much better. I seriously cannot figure this Lupus life out. I just can’t. Continue reading