Fighting for joy, one day at a time.
I groggily got out of bed yesterday to make myself coffee, just like I do on most Sundays. Routine. Predictable. Normal. I reached for the coffee filters in the cupboard and realized I was almost out. Upon the realization that I’ve been living in my own place long enough to use an entire package of... Continue Reading →
So, you’re back to normal now? Recently, I’ve been caught in a deluge of this and other assumptive questions about my health struggles. Most people who ask are genuinely concerned about me and ask the question out of care and love. I can’t fault them for it. While it drives me crazy how much people... Continue Reading →
Brokenness is a collectively shared human experience. Our lives have all been touched by broken things; broken hearts, broken relationships, broken minds, broken bodies… Can what was broken ever be put back together again? Sometimes, the answer is no. Sometimes broken things are completely out of our control and must be placed fully in the... Continue Reading →
Today I bought a pair of maternity jeans. You know. The kind with the insanely stretchy waistband attached to otherwise normal looking jeans. And before you ask, no, I’m not pregnant. And I’m not planning on being pregnant anytime soon. So why did I buy maternity jeans then? Well, the answer is kind of embarrassing... Continue Reading →
Alathia Hayes 