I am a follower of Christ. I gave my heart to Him at a young age. In the years since, my faith has gotten me through very hard times. It is part of how I cope with my CP, and other struggles of life. Every time I’ve doubted, Him, or messed up in other ways
Tag: Family
Many people with CP have texture related food issues. As in: we can’t tolerate certain foods because of their textures. I’m not immune to this particular side effect. Here’s the list of foods I don’t eat because I can’t handle their textures: raw tomatoes: I can’t handle the smell of them, either; because my nose
If you read this blog regularly: you know that I was very shy, growing up, because of my condition. When my heart and mind were heavy mama, granny, and my aunts did something remarkable: they allowed me outlets to express myself when I didn’t feel like talking about what was on my mind. The outlets
Mama is very protective of me. Dad is too, but our relationship is different. Mama and I are a team. Our teamwork was born out of necessity first. Mama stayed home with me, after age four, and dad was the sole bread winner in our house. A lot of families don’t have that option. I
My granddaddy called me crackerjack. He still does when he visits in my dreams. Why? Well, if you follow this blog: you know of our shared love of baseball, already. Granddaddy loved snacks while we watched and he always shared. One day the Braves were playing the Cubs in Chicago. During the 7th inning, stretch,
If you have been following this blog, or know me in my life outside of blogging, you know I adore my granddaddy. I call him granddaddy, but the world called him Kirk because his first name was too hard to pronounce. I call him Kirk, sometimes, too. Kirk & my dad are what the Atlanta