stories of a real life wonder woman

A few quick fun facts about me: I love Thanksgiving especially the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. I will go to New York and see it in person some day. I am the worst to watch a movie with or to take to the theater. I can't stop talking during movies. I don't often notice how much I am talking. It's a problem. I suck at human interaction. I have had a lot of practice with health issues. I understand that world to an extent. Relationships are a whole other story. I am utterly clueless and end up being an a-hole the majority of the time. As you can imagine I am looking forward to Thanksgiving. I am one of those people who wakes up early not to cook but to make sure I get to see the whole parade. Seriously I love every second of it. Even all the singers that lip sync the whole entire time. My sister and I used to judge how good people were at lip syncing during the parade. I mentioned the second thing because I went to see Catching Fire in theaters. I hardly ever go

At camp a couple years ago a friend of mine did that camp video for the year and he had some of the staff and camper record a little thing titled dear future self. Mostly it was things we wanted to remember. I thought maybe I should do another and although this one is longer, here it is. Dear Future Self, First, I want to restate what I said before, expect good things. It has become so easy to see the bad in life, so I urge you to see the good in all things. An innumerable number of good things has happened to you and will keep happening to you. Expect those things to happen. Expect God to blow your mind. Stop dwelling on the negative things people have said about you. They don't know you nor do they know what they are talking about. Don't let the devil use those words to tear you down. Instead remember the good things people have said about you. Those are the words of love that God want you to remember. Those are the words of love and encouragement that God has sent to y

I said quite some time ago that I would post a picture of my newest scar...and then I forgot...when I remembered I thought why not just do a post about my scars...I know people who have tattoos and show those off...but I don't have those instead my story is etched on my body in a different way...so here it is...and in some of them I tried to circle scars that I thought were hard to see but it may end up being easier to see them without my attempt at helping... So these first two are obviously of my stomach...the scar with the one by it is hard to see but that scar is over 20 inches long...it wraps around my left side...you can see the end of it in the picture below...that is from my first transplant from when I was 8...the scar with the 2 by it is from my most recent transplant...which as you can tell is much smaller and is still a little red because it's still healing...the three scars circled under my belly button in the bright blue are from dialysis when I was 21 mon

As many people know I moved out...which means my parents have an empty nest...but they have had an empty nest before when I lived in Arizona...and it's really no big deal to them...it seems like a lot of people think it's a big deal...they ask my parents what it's like having me moved out and they say quieter...and that's it...and they will tell people "this is what we raised our kids for, to move out and be on their own"...if we weren't out of the house I think they would be more upset...which in a way means as they have been raising us to move out they have been preparing themselves for the time when we wouldn't be there...which also means they still take the time for themselves and for each other...their world has never revolved around us...and I am thankful for that... A lot of people have also been asking me what it's like to have my own place...and I love it...I have been wanting this since I had to move back in with my parents...see I did

It would seem that people see that it says on facebook that I am married to Nicole...when I am really not...she's my best friend...we are both into dudes...a couple years ago Nicole left her facebook page open when some of our friends were around and they thought it would be funny to say we are married...and we went along with it...and we still play it up sometimes calling each other wife...but since people keep asking about it I am not married... With that said I awkwardly got some e-mails from Christian Mingle this week...made more awkward by the fact that I am not on Christian Mingle...not that Christian Mingle is bad...I have friends who have met their husband or wife on Christian Mingle and they are really happy...but when it comes to me and signing up for Christian Mingle...well...never would I ever...I feel like people who sign up for dating sites are really husband or wife hunting and that will never be me...I have never had a desire to get married or to be a wife...it