stories of a real life wonder woman

Hey, I am posting late because I was debating not posting but since I was still thinking about it I told myself to just post and get it over with so I wouldn't keep thinking about it. My grandparents were here all weekend and then my sister, her husband, and their baby came today. It was fun to see them and show them around my town. I stressed out about it all beforehand much more than I should have but with stuff happening downtown that I knew my grandparents would like I wanted to try to see some of that with them. And I wanted to show off the good of my town - the best places to eat, the fun places to shop, the history that is celebrated, the cool old houses, the things I have come to love no matter how weird those things may be. And I think maybe it was a success. My grandparents seemed to like my town. And my sister and her husband are already talking about coming to see me again. My heart is full but my body is so tired. And on top of that my mind is racing a little.

Hi all, So I was grouchy Sunday and thought "I can post tomorrow night." But then last night I forgot. I actually didn't remember until this morning on my way to work. Ha - oops. Spent the weekend and part of the week with my fam. And during the week I got to see a dear friend who currently lives out of the state. Seeing her even for brief periods of time are encouraging and balm for my often tired soul. Today I am feeling unsure of what to write. Yesterday marked four years since my second transplant. Four years with Alex keeping me alive. Thursday will mark 26 years since I first got sick and 19 years since my first transplant. These days often feel bittersweet. I am glad to be alive but I am acutely aware of not only the loss of Alex's life but the loss of a healthy life for me. I have never known a day without medications. I have never known a day when my body wasn't a huge mess that I am fighting against. Don't get me wrong I am most days

Hey all, So as many of you know I have been thinking about what the future might look like for me. And that has meant sort of looking at houses here. I say sort of because I have only really looked at one and now my realtor will be off work for about two weeks which gives me a lot of time to think. Time to think is good. I like time to think and feel like I can better weigh the pros and cons. And think of more questions I might have and think about things I may have never thought about before. But time to think also means more time to get nervous and sort of freak out. More time to think about all the ways something good could go bad. And time to second guess the things I think I want. Which also means more time to feel overwhelmed at times about all there is to consider. More time to wonder if this is right or not. And I am great at thinking that I need to make the smartest, wisest, most logical, perfect decision I could possibly make. Which obviously is a lot of pressure to p

Hey guys, The past few days have sort of felt a little like a blur. Not because a lot is going on a work. Things have been very quiet in the library with summer upon us and very few classes going on on campus right now. Instead they have felt a little like a blur because some things I have been thinking about for a while kicked into motion a little. See I have been thinking about how I like the town I live in. And I like where I work and the people I work with. And I found a church I like a lot where the people like me. And how I would prefer to be in a house I own instead of a rental - put down some real roots. Which this weekend turned into looking at a house. And though it isn't quite what I thought I wanted I really like it - a lot. And though I don't have an offer in on it seeing it in person has raised a lot of questions and has me thinking about a lot of different things. And it's exciting and scary and I think maybe good. And a few fun things from the