Alone on the beach I lain. A bit humbled in the warm sun. She left me here all alone. Who needs a padded insert to swim in the surf anyways? I suppose you all figured out the item in the picture by now? I found it to be hilarious finding it on the sand of the beach at Port Canaveral, Florida earlier this month! 1,000 miles from home is.

I am a face of Invisible Illness . I want to show you what one symptom of living with an invisible me is like, in hopes others struggling with illness, disease and the purgatory of Undiagnosis know I see you to give others insight what my invisible illness looks like. So let me take off my mask.

I have learned so much about myself.

On A Scale of One To Ten. Contact, Activities, and Testimonials. Confessions of a Plasma Globe. Another reason that I pursue the likelihood of Parzival learning about his lineage and responsibilities through Ecstatic .

Once upon a time, in my real life, I had lots and lots of friends. Despite being handicapped, life was full. Even when handicaps grew to the point of disabilities and everything was more of a challenge, there was still an abundance of events to attend and activities to do. Find her books here available on BarnesandNoble.

Triumphant Wings My Life with Lupus and Antiphospholipid Syndrome. My Life with Lupus and Antiphospholipid Syndrome. A year of Emotional dealing. Therapy and learning to deal with emotions and anxiety will always be a work in progress.

A step-by-step journey through life, faith, and chronic pain. Just a Reminder That Life in Slow Motion Has Moved. Asymp; Leave a comment. Life in Slow Motion has Moved! Asymp; Leave a comment.

Instead, I tried to re-direct my frustration into her gifts which I barely finished the night before her shower.

Coffee with a Shot of Faith. Me-I Am Just Like You. two years later, I am grateful that God has still blessed me with the ability to share his message through writing, and 4AM fits of insomnia. Originally posted on Coffee with a Shot of Faith. Let us tell our neighbors the truth, for we are all parts of the same body. They are all one and the same.

Writing, inspiration, RSD advocacy, with a sprinkling of whimsy. I am a writer, a wife, and a mom of an 18-year- old daughter. We have two dogs, one is my favorite and the other-well she could be a whole blog post just to describe her antics. I also live with Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy. Nurturing my creative side does not take away my pain, but it helps me to push through it and live my life in spite of it.