A few days ago, I had a tough day. The perception is often I don’t have them. Nothing could be further from the truth. This day I was having trouble processing where I am in my life in terms of society’s standards. Reaching out to my oldest girlfriend, who is now my chosen sister, telling
Tag: Faith
Tomorrow will be two years since I pushed launch on this blog. I won’t have an opportunity to write this tomorrow. This post is a thank you to all the people who have helped make this blog possible. I hope you all will indulge me in these thank you’s and know I mean them from
If you read this blog regularly, you know my chosen brother/journey partner calls me polar bear. I wrote about the nickname in an earlier blog post you can read by clicking on the link: https://thrivingwithcerebralpalsy.com/2019/10/29/how-my-polar-bear-nickname-helps-me-thrive/. The polar bear part of my personality is my other gear. It is where my determination kicks in usually due
This is a very special blog post. I hope you’ll indulge me. Yesterday, this blog’s social media accounts combined hit a big milestone. Over 3000 people follow this blog through various social media accounts. I cried some happy tears. This is the kind of milestone I could only dream about when I started this blog
The pandemic gave me lots of time to think how to build a new life for myself in all aspects. At first, it was disorienting and stressful. Then I decided to make the best of an unprecedented situation. I read the Bible, prayed, read other books that gave me permission to dream, listened to music,
Having CP means a lot of different things to and for me. For this post it means having to do things differently than most people. I roll instead of walk a lot, and when I do walk, I need a walker or someone’s hands, so I do not fall. Technology makes my hand and
I am curious. Always questioning and searching for how to make my life and the world better. A few years ago, my brother/journey partner and I were having a ketchup (the spelling is just for him to make him smile) session. We were talking about our days that day. Explaining my rough day with bullies
This is another blog post about my faith journey. I have said this before, but it needs repeating, apparently. Mama did not do anything to give me CP. There was nothing to suggest her pregnancy, with me, was problematic until she contracted Listeria. She and I are the only known people impacted by this outbreak.
I was a news junkie for years. Partly because of my political science training and partly because I am naturally curious. I love being an informed human and voter. One day I discovered I could not sleep. Everything broken in the world was too much for my empathetic self to bare. After staring at the
I have always been curious. As an only child by birth: I have always been around adults who willingly answered my questions. They never gave me pat answers you give an annoying child. Real answers that I could understand were given. My parents have always been good with money. Mama is a farmer’s daughter. She