What happens when you wake up to find you don’t fit in any box? What happens when you’re different? Stay tuned. I’m still working that out myself. I’m full of contradictions & surprises. The following list is how I define myself: I am a literal miracle. I am God’s daughter. I have been since 1991.
Tag: Chosen Family
I apologize for the delay, y’all. I’ve been feeling under the weather. I feel better now. I hope you all are well and dealing with the pandemic as best as you can. That said, on with this post. When I started this blog there were some who thought maybe I was slightly nuts. I will
People always want to put me in boxes: Female, CP patient, Political Scientist, Christian, and on and on. The truth is I’m all those things at once. I never stop being a political scientist, or someone living with CP, or anything I else am for that matter. I don’t have one hat. I have endless
During senior year of undergrad: I was selected to represent my university as a fellow at the Center for the Presidency and Congress (CSPC). It was an honor and responsibility. I felt an immense sense of pressure. Some of it internal and quite a bit external. Well meaning people often wanted to know what I
I have friends and chosen family who live all over the US. One of my friends even lives in Poland. It’s not unusual for me have such a geographically expansive group in my life. For a school project in high school we had to get to know someone from another country and learn about their
I promised a blog post for my chosen brother. This is me making good on my promise. Sophomore year of high school: I was at my locker, one morning, before my first class. I didn’t turn off my chair. I wasn’t going to be there long. I was talking to two of my guy friends
My faith is at the core of everything in my life. That doesn’t mean I don’t have questions and doubts. I do. However, the God I serve can handle those. I think God welcomes them because it means I’m talking to him. It’s impossible to have my condition and not have questions. It’s also impossible
This post is an answer to questions I get often. Do you fight with your chosen family? No. How is that possible? I think the second question is even more relevant in the circumstances we all find ourselves in right now. Chosen family by definition means we make the choice to be family because we
Let me just state the obvious: this is a hard uncertain time. I haven’t felt much like writing the last few days. I didn’t know how to comfort myself let alone any of you. Then I remembered something. I don’t have to have all the answers. I certainly don’t. The important things are staying healthy
I overthink a lot. As a product of this: I live in my head. Sometimes, what I overthink explodes out of my head in ways I don’t like. I cry for, seemingly, no reason. My temper shows up when I don’t want it to over nothing. My tone spikes because of my incessant overthinking. Sometimes,