Wholehearted Art

Wholehearted Art

My heart is pounding. I’ve stopped breathing as I scroll down my blood test results, looking for that ONE number. The number that will tell me everything. The number that speaks into every piece of food I have eaten in the past three months, every liquid I have...
Blend Your Grind

Blend Your Grind

I think I just drank plastic. I’m pretty sure that horrible sound when I started my blender was the plastic cap….. GRIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDddddddd……. I couldn’t find the top this morning when I went to empty all my ingredients into...
28 Days Later

28 Days Later

On my fridge, there it is. Typed in black bold letters and highlighted in yellow. It’s held in place by a bright purple clip, magnetized to the larger door, in plain sight for me to see. Maybe I had hoped the color would detract from the subject, and the creator...
Diagnosis

Diagnosis

I got the phone call last week from the lab. Even as the words were coming out of the nurse’s mouth, I was having trouble processing. “We got your blood results back, and you’re pre-diabetic” But..I eat healthy, I dance and do yoga, I have good...