My Journey: With Chronic Pain, Part 3
Living with chronic pain can change you. You can become someone you hardly recognize—physically, emotionally, spiritually, and every other which way. [...]
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My Journey: Through Grace to Gracie
I wasn’t ready any time soon to try again, even after my doctor told me I could. I’d always wanted to run a marathon, so I thought it would be a good goal to work towards—run my first marathon before turning 30. [...]
My Journey: Through a Tornado
As we enjoyed the gorgeous Palm Sunday weather that afternoon, we had no idea how drastically things would change in just hours… [...]
My Journey: With Chronic Pain, Part 2
My days were long; my nights even longer. I felt hopeless. I feared getting older. If I felt this badly in my 30s, how in the world was I going to function in my 40s, 50s, and beyond? [...]
My Journey: With Chronic Pain, Part 1
Though physical pain and emotional pain are two very different things, they share many similarities. Both are brutal… both are very personal hells no one else around you can see or feel. [...]
My Journey: As a Lifelong Cubs’ Fan
Every spring it happens. Then, every fall it doesn’t. We’ve come close a few times, but it’s inevitably ended in disappointment every time—for 108 years. [...]
My Journey: The Crushing Pain of Addiction
My heart was shattered; my life stopped in its tracks. Who was he? Who was I? What was happening? [...]
Three Cups of Ethiopian Coffee & Our Adoption Journey
We believe everyone has a role to play. Your role may not look like mine, but you have an important role to play in the lives of children locally and internationally. [...]
My Journey: With Our First Child
In 2011, we reconnected and started writing letters to one another that gradually shifted from platonic pleasantries to romantic odes reminiscent of the stuff in movies. [...]
My Journey: Through a Layoff
I went to Braum’s for milk and eggs and cried over the receipt in the car because the total was more than I expected—eggs had gone up. A dozen eggs was now more than a gallon of milk and I hadn’t noticed before. [...]