The pressure quickly came this time. Exercising as I usually do early in the morning, I just turned around and it hit me. I could not tell where the floor was nor the ceiling of my house. I fell onto my bed and screamed out my husband’s name to help me. He came rushing into our bedroom, picked me up and leaned me against him. Was I having a seizure or a stroke? I was so frightened as images of helplessness and fear flashed before me.  

Living with chronic illness is HARD for anyone. Join me as I share some thoughtful and helpful advice on dealing with your own chronic illness.

Sweet friend, if you are struggling with your health today, then this story is for you. I want to share my story in hopes that it will give comfort to someone, that Jesus is with that someone, and that someone could be you.

I love to exercise. I may not like it sometimes, but my body sure could use it! As a “mid-life” woman (sometimes I hate that term, but that is where I am right now), things seem to fit awkwardly, like that front pooch in the tummy area, or maybe it is a little sag here, and a little sag there. Sometimes I wish I could turn back the hands of time and have that younger body that could burn food quickly before it turns to fat.

Do you ever feel like that?

I am so with you!

I have some great tips to share with you!

I would like a show of hands: how many of you are wanting to turn the hands of time backward and look young and fresh again? I want to be included in those show of hands! Yes, I will admit I sometimes wish I were twenty or even 30 (gasp!) years younger. When I saw my first crow’s foot by one of my eyes, I cringed. I thought to myself, “I am much too young to have that nasty wrinkle by my eye!”