.. At least, that’s what I’m hoping. Something happened last week that absolutely broke my heart. As you may know, K has a condition called Neurofibromatosis or NF (NF1 to be precise). While getting dressed one morning, K happened to notice one of her many café au lait spots.
Now you may have noticed that despite having threatened to do so when I first started this blog, my forays into the discussion of politics have been fairly minimal. There are a number of reasons for this: 1) I have a number of friends from various stages in my life who *gasp* aren’t liberals. Shocking, I know. And while I may disagree (often strongly, and occasionally vociferously) with their beliefs on any number of topics, I respect that their experiences and priorities/values have led them to different conclusions than mine have led me. Besides to be perfectly honest (because, you know, apparently I wasn’t being honest before), I find as I get older that I’m just not interested in getting into fights – or even loud disagreements – with people anymore. I’m not going to change your mind. You aren’t going to change mine. And frankly, my memory is crap so I usually forget all the great statistics I’ve read that back up my position. So there.
Today, my friend Isabella is undergoing some crazy scary stuff. I don’t want to share her story – it’s not my place – but I know that she believes in the power of good thoughts.
So even though you don’t know her or what she’s going through, can you all please just send lots of good thoughts (of good health and outcomes!) her way this morning? Thanks.
And Isabella – I’m sending you a heap of good vibes.
So I’ve been reading the book NurtureShock for several months now (I’ve done an on again off again type of thing…). I liked the book for a number of reasons, and would recommend people read it if only to challenge some of the common conventions that we all live with. You may still choose to follow the common convention, but I think it’s worth it to have been forced to think about it a little more. At any rate, at the end of the book, the authors highlighted a study by Dr. Robert Emmons of UC Davis on the concept of Gratitude.
No seriously, WHAT A WEEK. I apologize for the graphical nature of this post. I encourage all non-parents to stop reading now. I wouldn’t want to scare you off.
So I saw my rheumatologist two weeks ago. A few of you have wondered why some of my posts a have been tagged “lupus” despite not mentioning lupus once. Over the past three years, I’ve been going to the rheumatologist to check up on my APS, but also because of what they categorized “lupus-like syndrome.” Continue reading
I lied. I said it was a four-part series, but it turns out I have one more post to write. I had planned to append this to the fourth post, but it seemed out of place, so I’m giving it a short post all its own.