This is Invisible Illness.

I guess this is what someone living with an invisible illness looks like. This right here. Me. On an average day. See that unfolded washing in the corner? That’s totally my illnesses fault… well not really… it’s pretty much always there. But you don’t blame me for trying, right?  Seriously, for me, some weeks, living with this condition is all consuming. I love food, but these days it’s a chore, rather than a joy. Today I’ve been on liquids and...

You Just Know.

Because it’s Māori Language week, I thought I’d share WHY I became a person of faith and what triggered all of that. Some of you know the story. The whole story. But here is the edited version, so I don’t wear you out with my long winded – ness. So here’s me, 21 year old, trying to find my way – as you do, following my dreams – trying to make SOMETHING of myself. I was working on a documentary...

Just Call It Tuesday.

This morning miss 4 was home from kindy, so we headed out to get her some new shoes… because honestly, isn’t it something we are always doing at this age? Pity velcro doesn’t last longer, right? I really love our home days together. Today we were chatting as we drove to the shops, like we often do, and she points to a building and says – “Look Mum, there’s a prayer station”. I was like, what do you mean? She...

Between Sleep And Awake.

In the moments between sleep and awake, everything in my world is as it should be. And then the daylight flickers and I remember that today could again be a battle. I imagine drinking my morning coffee without issue, or crunching on Vogels and vegemite, feeling it go way down into my stomach, but I know now this is not my current reality. In my mind, I am WELL, but my body feels differently. Especially over the last few weeks...

I’m Not The Only One.

Okay, so if you’ve been following this little blog of mine for a while, you might remember me talking about some health issues that I’ve been trying to suss out. I’ve had issues with swallowing food and chest pain for the past four years. I know, kind of ironic being that my relationship with food is generally one of little reserve and MUCH MUCH love <3 Because food is really THE BEST. My condition has progressed recently, to a point...