Molly's Zone

Surprise! I actually got around to making a blog today! I wanted to write a thankfulness blog since we are really close to Thanksgiving and I'm in the holiday spirit; here lately, it has been cold and the writing process has been very unsuccessful. I wanted this post to be well done and thought out. Perfection. Yet, nothing sparked any inspiration. Today, I had a thought: maybe I'm going about this thankfulness post the wrong way. What I wrote is in no way planned; it's just straight from the heart. Prayer works. Thank you Lord.  I am so thankful for His love. My salvation. As I'm going along through life, I am learning just how great He is. I am aware that I also don't understand a whole lot. I don't understand why our lives go the way they go, or why sometimes we make wrong turns. I don't understand why God loves me so. I'm just a sinner. Saved by grace. Grace. One of the things I'm most thankful for. I am thankful that because of grace I c...

Autoimmune diseases are no picnic. I have watched someone I dearly love go through so much because of the nightmarish discoid lupus. Skin lupus. A disease that has reared its ugly head more than once and changed my mother’s world completely. When I first started college, my mother’s skin began to turn beet red; itchiness began to be an issue, and mysterious lung ailments that dangerously lowered her oxygen level began to make themselves known. The doctors could provide no answers other than psoriasis. The lungs always looked perfect on x rays. However, it was much later that we realized something more serious was upon us. The summer of 2014 was particularly terrifying for my mother; her health had been declining and on her body these round and yellowish white dotted lesions began to appear; itching became unbearable;  the beet red skin had morphed into blotchy, purple skin with the texture of leather. The only highlight of that year was my college graduation. See...