My Greatest Christmas Gift
Life’s gifts often come wrapped in sandpaper (Mina Grace Drake)
Once, being told that my illness was a gift infuriated me, but now I can see the truth in this statement.
Life’s gifts often come wrapped in sandpaper (Mina Grace Drake)
Once, being told that my illness was a gift infuriated me, but now I can see the truth in this statement.
What can you do when you are watching a loved one suffering who won't let you help?
If you are exhausted and miserable over Christmas, remember that what you need matters too. Here are my top tips for setting boundaries that respect your right to peace, joy and healing at Christmas.
How often have you been told that, ‘We know so little about fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue, ME, Long Covid’ and that you must learn to adapt, not hope? Recovery begins in the belief that there is hope, that there are answers. It ends with membership of a tribe who wake with a sense of wonder every morning at the great gift of life and movement and joy. I continue to find members of my tribe in the most surprising of places and times.

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