Urgent family text message: help, I want to do the Lupus walk on May 6, but we need a team name. And a team. I can always count on my brother to be simultaneously creative and offensive and with that, I braced for the worst. Then, I prepared to laugh. I firmly believe that when it comes to auto-immunes, you have to find the humor when it presents itself. Which is rarely to never, because diseases sort of suck.
Soon, the ideas rolled in and my brother didn’t let me down:
- The Autoimmune Police
- Looping Laps for Lupus
- You can Lupus, but you Can’t Coop Us!
- Grabbing Life by the Lupussy
I may have been the executor of one of those genius ideas, but a lady never reveals her secrets.
The fourth, I wrote the fourth. Ultimately I settled on the one I identified with second most, and… we had a winner!
Inflamed but Unashamed
And with that, I welcome myself back to a few of the things that make me, me.
Back to the world of running.
Back to the world of writing.
Back to the world of advocating.
I missed you.