Over a year ago I was extremely bedridden and wasn’t able to do much for myself. The pain I was experiencing was something that only drugs could mask but God could heal. I am prayed daily for His covering and direction as I had to navigate my life. I struggled so much. I was angry that all the therapy and other work I was doing didn’t seem to keep me from being the sickest I have been in my life that is jeopardizing my life.
The more I thought about it the more I realized that at some point something has to shift. I didn’t know what didn’t know how and didn’t know when but it couldn’t continue.
It has been 255 days that I have been diagnosed. It’s been such a surreal journey that I can’t really explain. I have been beside myself trying to wrap my head around what has been going on.
Today I had a moment in time that reminded me that in my stillness I am able to find peace.