10,000 Reasons • When Gratitude Kickstarts Joy
“Brace yourselves,” the doctor said. The months that followed were a Gethsemane place for me, a taste the bittersweet of Job, “Even if You slay me…”
“Brace yourselves,” the doctor said. The months that followed were a Gethsemane place for me, a taste the bittersweet of Job, “Even if You slay me…”
A letter to the parents with chronic illness - you are not a failure - your sickness has not lessened who you are, but has added to it.
Parents of chronically ill kids are the best people. They’re the best at encouraging without offering advice, at listening without trying to one-up with their own story. And they’re the best at offering empathy that comes from having walked a similar road. I could learn from these parents.
Being a mother of a chronically ill child means I am seeing a side of life that I barely knew existed. This is real. This isn't going away.