
Water under the bridge
I haven’t written for almost eighteen months. No, I’m not dead. Yes, I’m still in the UK. No, I’m not on dialysis. Yes, I’ve started writing about what’s happened to me…
I haven’t written for almost eighteen months. No, I’m not dead. Yes, I’m still in the UK. No, I’m not on dialysis. Yes, I’ve started writing about what’s happened to me…
Hi, I’m Holly, and every day of my life I struggle with negativity. For as long as I can remember, even before I got sick, I’ve been more than just a glass half empty person. I’ve been the type of person who worries about leaving the glass somewhere it could tip over and spill, or even worse, fall off the table and break, and then not only would I have broken glass to deal with,
This is a post I’ve wanted to write for a long time. It’s one of those topics that’s been in my head (and my drafts folder!) for ages. I keep coming back to it because I’m convinced that it can’t just be me who has felt this way. I know there’ll be other people who are going to get it. If, on the other hand, you read this and find yourself thinking I’m shallow and
When I started writing again, it was never my intention to write six posts and then abruptly disappear for almost three months! But I did. Whoops. I know some bloggers, particularly those who write openly about medical conditions or other personal circumstances, say that when they stop writing, that usually means that everything is going well. No news is good news, so to speak. Unfortunately, this wasn’t the case for me. The day after publishing my
Today I figured that instead of sitting and writing about myself again, I’d write about somebody who inspires me. Michael (@wireangel) is a man from Utah who has a passion for promoting organ donation and a desire to do something for people waiting on transplant lists, recovering from having had transplants, and for people who have been living donors or families who have donated a loved ones organs after their death. He creates and sends lovely
I’m Holly. I love cats, coffee, writing and anything with glitter. Billy the Kid is my transplanted kidney.