Broken Heal the Broken

I apologize in advance for how rambling this will sound, but it's heavy on my heart, and I want to share some thoughts and light on this subject.

Broken heal the broken.

Living With Un-Diagnosed Chronic Illness

 I'm sharing a little piece of my heart today. I don't often tell people that I'm sick. But I want to share something that is a huge part of my life. I want to share something that a lot of people go through...

There's this quote by Mary Oliver that I fell in love with the moment I read it. The quote is: "Listen, are you breathing a little, and calling it a life?"

There are times where I feel great. Where I feel like I can conquer the world. Where my heart rate is a steady 68 and my I don't feel anxious. And there are times where my heart beats fast, trying to keep up with my overworking body, where it doubles its resting pace from 68 to 120, and my breathing becomes shallow and unsteady. And my head spins, and I can't think... I stop and I breathe, and I breathe, and I breathe. This little breath that I inhale and exhale. This little breath that I call my life...