I wrote this last week while tending to terrible pain. As it progressed, I could no longer function. Rather than give into it, I wrote about it.
Everything you’re about to read is true. I’ll warn you that I tend to get really honest while experiencing these bouts of pain, so proceed with caution. Please enjoy If the Mind is Willing and the Body is Able.
This Is Me, Now
I’m terminally ill. I haven’t shared this with anyone online before. Being that this is my first time talking about all of this, I’m going to be as straight with you as I can be.
By now, you know I have a large brood. As a single mother of seven kids, I’ve learned all about ways to keep myself motivated in this new field of freelance writing. I can’t say it’s been easy to rear seven human beings into young adulthood. It’s been nearly impossible. I rely on my three teens more than I should, but I couldn’t do it without them.
The mayhem has a name. It’s crazy how something so small and meaningless can affect the course and duration of my time here. I love my life. I’m blessed beyond measure. I know, what mom doesn’t say that. But, I really have! These…
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