Caring for Yourself Is Not a Selfish Act

I can’t complain too much about my quarantine life. In my home are my husband, Joe, and 14-year-old son, Caeleb. There’s also my 14-year-old spunky, one-eyed, geriatric Corgi mix, Betty. I don’t have to worry about homeschooling little children or entertaining anyone. This is a good thing. But…

I’m Learning to Be Grateful Despite Quarantine

Our world is changing. Shelves are partially stocked, hugging friends is discouraged, church services are online, and we study and work remotely. We crave connection. Things will improve eventually, but that seems a lifetime away. Finding routines and things in our lives that are “normal” is not always easy,…

Making Lasting Memories While in Isolation

As an introvert, coronavirus isolation is not problematic for me. I have plenty of projects to keep me busy. My graduate schoolwork is online, and the normalcy of school has been nice during these uncertain times. I hear about people who have a hard time in isolation, and honestly, I don’t…

Recognizing the Gift of Hemophilia

Hemophilia has been a gift. Let me explain. I know some people will struggle to understand my viewpoint. I realize that they have suffered great physical and emotional pain because of this bleeding disorder. Some have lost relationships, jobs, and mobility, and have a reduced quality of life. I get…

The Stories We Don’t Hear

It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon and I encouraged my son Caeleb to take our dog, Betty, for a walk. He gathered the necessities of a 14-year-old — headphones and music — and put Betty on her leash and off they went. Encouraging my son to be active is difficult.