His Name is Roy – part 2- Our Wedding

My family had been through several tough seasons in our lives in the couple of years before Roy and I got married. My maternal grandmother, Mamaw Holley, had a stroke, and although she got some use back she needed help for a lot of things. Our home burned to the ground destroying everything in it. … Continue reading His Name is Roy – part 2- Our Wedding

Fibromyalgia; That Mean Monster

A lot of people these days know someone who suffers from it, or have at least heard that word that all sufferers wish they had never heard as a diagnosis. I am one of those who, when told that I have fibromyalgia, told the doctor, “I don’t want that.” Plainly and simply. I was well … Continue reading Fibromyalgia; That Mean Monster