...a little rain must fall

Be still sad heart and cease repining;

Behind the clouds the sun is shining,

Thy fate is the common fate of all,

Into each life a little rain must fall,

Some days must be dark and dreary.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It's raining outside my open window. My back rests against a heating pad and cool air drifts in. I am still sick. It has been over four months now. Soon I'll be going to the specialist, and all I want is answers. Some people think a diagnosis is just a label, but that's never how I've felt; I think a diagnosis is a tool to help you find options.

I am homeschooling my 6 year-old this year, and we are having a great time learning and bonding. Little sister (3) is keeping busy with preschool skills such as coloring, painting, cutting, learning to write her name, her ABCs and 123s. My heart is very content with this decision. 

My health is challenging right now and there's a lot of uncertainty there. What is wrong, what are my options for treatment, will I get better or will I get worse, what will my future look like? With all of that, it is so wonderful to have made a decision we feel at peace with regarding our daughters' education this year. We're having such a good time baking, making art, learning about the solar system, writing, and doing all sorts of math. 

I'm simplifying my life as much as I can, and trying to learn what I can do without overdoing, what will help, and what I will have to pay for tomorrow. Not only do I have to walk slower, I have to live slower.

Journaling is helping me process my questions and fears, as well as keep track of my symptoms. I am thankful to have friends on this journey, so thank you for being here.