from an article originally posted January 28, 2015...
Some days are for getting through. I never liked those days, but they happen and they are a reality. Today, I met my hospice doctor for the first time. He was lovely, and I vomited in front of him for good measure and over-sharing through bodily function. It was lovely.
from an article originally posted January 23, 2015...
Two and a half years ago my younger sister called me and told me she and been diagnosed with breast cancer. I cried, I cried, I cried, she softly said "Jonna I am sorry." I said "why are you telling me you are sorry?" She responded, "because it made you sad". She then went on to tell me that she was not afraid to go home to Jesus.
from an article originally posted January 21, 2015...
So many of you big hearted loves have been trying to love me a beach experience. In a flippant way, a few weeks ago I said on Instagram that I wanted to go to the beach, which I do.
I’m here to say- I’m going to keep dreaming large. I’m working with my hospice team to do exactly that- get to the beach with my people. It may be a far off goal, it may never happen, but it’s good for my heart to hope for it.
from an article originally posted January 19, 2015...
I thought I would take a minute to read to ya’ll. I hope it isn’t upsetting seeing me so skinny. I thought it would be good for you to see me. The me that now looks me in the mirror.
from an article originally posted January 16, 2015...
Each day I’m astounded and humbled by love. Not a day passes that I don’t look upon love with a certain kind of awe that leaves me speechless- well almost speechless. Speechless is a rare event for me.
I love how love will never end, and how each day brings moments to meet another in love. Today, I made a new friend. As they were leaving, after I had captured a bit of their heart and given a bit of my own- I could genuinely say... “I love you, and you have my prayers.”
