the gift.

26 01 2011

so church this week was really good.

we talked about how life is a gift. how on average, we have 25,550 days to live. and how it’s crazy to take even one of those days for granted.

we talked about how people who have had cancer or near death experiences have that moment where they learn to appreciate every second that they have.

that’s where crohn’s disease and hospitals and all of the pain that goes along with that is a real blessing. you learn to appreciate things. you appreciate days when you feel good. you appreciate the friends and family around you. you notice the gift.

i hope that i can stay feeling pretty good. i also hope that i can remember to take advantage of each day like the gift that it is. and if i forget, i’m willing to deal with a flare to remind me of that again.

hopefully though, i’ll just remember and stay well. 🙂

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Ink

23 08 2010

I have been fascinated with tattoos for as long as I can remember.

Now, to look at me, you might not think that. I am short, and even though I’m in my twenties, I’m still mistaken for a twelve-year-old occasionally. When you first meet me, I’m generally soft spoken.

People make snap opinions, and they tend to be wrong.

I got my second tattoo about a year ago. I love stained glass. One day at church, the screen with the words of the song had a picture of the chapel window from my college. And it hit me. This is it.

Once people ask me if it’s real, they want to know what it is, why I chose it. The easy answer is that I love my school. It was a good time in my life. I love that window.

But really, it’s a reminder. The tattoo says, “Spera in Deo.” Hope in God. After all I have been through with doctors and drugs and surgeries and a dysfunctional body I got this as a reminder that God never puts a challenge in my life that I can’t handle. I have been made stronger through every down time. I am who I am because of what I’ve been through.

I know that I’m here for a reason. I have Crohn’s and an ostomy for a reason. I can handle this.

Don’t diss the ink.