Magnesium plays a role in over 300 bodily processes.
I have long touted the benefits of magnesium (read past posts here and here) for pain relief and sleep. Dr. Roger Murphree calls it “the most important mineral you can take if you have fibromyalgia.” People with fibromyalgia tend to be deficient in this mineral, and when under stress your magnesium is used up. A fibro body tends to be under stress every day, especially during a flare, so it stands to reason supplementing magnesium can have great benefits.
“Relief is a wonderful emotion, highly underrated. In fact I prefer it to elation or joy. Relief lets the air out of the Tire of Pain.” ~ Adriana Trigiani
It has come time for me to take a hiatus from my blog. October is National Cybersecurity Awareness Month. I will be writing blogs and putting together letter boards to promote that at work. (Here’s one I posted three years ago about cybersecurity for bloggers.) I will be speaking later in the month at a conference on Cybersecurity. As such, I find I don’t have the time/energy for any additional creativity this month and need to give myself permission to breathe. Living with a chronic condition, I find it is sometimes difficult to give myself such permission.
Time is free, but it’s priceless. You can’t own it, but you can use it. You can’t keep it, but you can spend it. Once you’ve lost it you can never get it back.
It’s the last day of Pain Awareness Month and I wanted to share a quote to remind everyone not to lose hope. Chronic and acute pain can often lead to exhaustion, depression, or despair. Maintaining a positive outlook that better days are ahead can help overcome some of that. Hope for less pain, better treatments, or maybe even a cure.
“Don’t lose hope. Even when it’s dark, the stars come out.”
Good nutrition creates health in all areas of our existence.
It’s no secret that I believe eating right can make a huge difference in your health and overall well-being. Smoothies are my go-to breakfast. I love them because you can sneak all kinds of healthy fruits, vegetables, and superfoods in them.
Grief can be so overwhelming that the hardest thing to muster is hope and strength.
I have been trying to write this post for many months now, but have been consumed by grief, a lack of creativity, and no desire to write.
Grief takes on many forms when you have chronic pain or a chronic illness, like fibromyalgia. You might be grieving the person you used to be, the life you used to have, or all of the things you used to be able to do.
Any loss can be profound and all-consuming. Even life-changing.
I haven’t done one of these posts for awhile, but since yesterday was the first day of summer, #TheLongestDay #NationalSmoothieDay and #InternationalDayofYoga I thought I would add this recipe. Many of my favorite things rolled into one day. (Note: I did not include National Selfie Day, as that is not one of my favorites!😂)
Smoothies are my go-to breakfast and sometimes lunch. I even make them when I am traveling, although not quite this colorful.
You can find my other favorite recipes here. But here’s the blue that makes you feel good…and tastes good too! 💙💜💙💜
My father was many things to many people, but to me he was just daddy. And he was my hero.
This Father’s Day is quite poignant for me, as I lost my father two weeks ago now. The last words he said to me just a few days before that were, “Happy Birthday,” and then he drifted off to sleep for a few days. While his passing was expected given the 7 months he spent in hospice care, the loss did not hurt any less. So today, Father’s Day, I will spend quietly mourning the loss of my dad, remembering all the great times we had, and celebrating my husband for the father he is to our two kids.
Dad didn’t want a funeral or a fuss. We had a small memorial to honor him, and so the family could come together and share stories. My oldest brother gave the service and led us in songs. My older brother put together a slide show of a lifetime of memories. And I gave the eulogy. Afterwards we had a wonderful meal and there I was, taking dad’s place, and giving a toast.
Dad’s eulogy was the hardest thing I have ever sat down to write. It was even harder to give. But today, I want to share it.