Tag life lessons
Why do I feel like a fraud when I associate the word athlete with myself? Because I’m 53? Because I’m much slower than I used to be? Because I don’t compete? Because I’m not specifically training for anything? I haven’t… Continue Reading →
Why is my body rebelling against me? This frustrating thought frequents my mind – especially throughout these past two years as if somehow, my lupus symptoms were my body’s way of saying “screw you“ while purposely spiting me with illness…. Continue Reading →
This morning I headed out the door into the dense fog to run in a nearby neighborhood called the Flats. My mind was groggy, the twinge of pain in my foot annoyed me and my body was tired. I chose… Continue Reading →
One of my favorite things about being on the road is all of the incredible, selfless people we are blessed to meet. We’ve been on the road for three weeks now and have traveled over 4000 miles, and already we… Continue Reading →
I don’t know what it is about me and hospitals lately. For some strange reason it seems to be the place where God grabs my attention and where I’ve experienced several lightbulb moments. Maybe it’s because I’m so stubborn and… Continue Reading →