November 2011


Annie from Lupus Chronicles recently emailed me and asked if I’d guest post on her blog sometimes.

Those posts will also be cross posted here. 🙂

I’m not quite sure what I’ll be posting about, though I have some ideas. Expect my blog to get back to my autoimmune health issues again, since that’s what I will definitely be posting about, in one way or another. 🙂

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Mischief and George in the recliner. They don’t lay on a bed together like this very often, so I had to share. 🙂

Earlier, on facebook and glitch (a browser MMO I play) I posted the following status.
Universe, you’ve stolen one of our daughters this year, even more of my health, and my husband’s, and caused a lot of pain to our remaining kids… please stop!

Well I went and read about half a book, played said video game (glitch) then decided to climb in bed for awhile and hopefully get some sleep.

Rather than sleeping I started thinking about my beliefs, and the need for balance and all that.

I started thinking about how my grieving, it’s just that, MY grieving. It does help me, but there comes a point where it gets to be all that I am and all that I do, and that’s not healthy. It’s also not healthy to go to the other extreme and stuff all my grief away.

Lily is gone. I believe that when we die we are just gone, that there is nothing ever. That’s one thing that has made losing Lily both easier and harder. My grief, it doesn’t bring her back, it doesn’t make her more dead, it doesn’t make anything different in the thing that matters most to me (with my grief), my daughter and her life.

Grieving can be very healthy, and I will always miss her, and I suspect I’ll always hurt, but that doesn’t mean I have to take my grieving to selfish levels, or that taking it there is healthy by any means.

So I sit here and try to find the balance, and feel thankful that at least for a few minutes, I’m now feeling peace.