Wife, mother, blogger, writer, homeschooler, desmoid tumor patient, all around smartass, and Skittles enthusiast, not necessarily in that order.
Author: Christine Knapp
The Cat Died and Now I’m Ready to Laugh Again
The cat died. I probably should have eased you into that more slowly, but I’ve never been known for my tact. It’s okay. She was really old. It wasn’t unexpected. And yet it was, because no matter how much you think you’re ready for it, you …
Why Being ‘Too Sensitive’ Is Really Pretty Great
From the minute I stepped onto the boardwalk loop at Congaree National Park I was spellbound. It’s a short hike that could be simply described as a stroll through a forested floodplain. To me, though, it felt like entering the gates to heaven. Trees as tall …
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A Book Review and a Pep Talk for Writers
Book reviews are generally not my forte. It’s not that I don’t like reading books and telling people what to do. I immensely enjoy both those activities. It’s just I’m usually reading some random book I bought at Goodwill that was published over a decade ago. …
I Tried A Weighted Blanket So You Don’t Have To
I know this may come as a surprise to you because I am hip to the lingo of today’s youth, fam, but I am old enough to be going through the change. You know, the change. *wink* As a result of the change, I am experiencing …
You Can Outlast Trump – A Survival Guide From A Sick Person
These are some wild times, my friends. And frankly I’m not sure how wild they really are, since I haven’t watched the news in over an hour. Are we in World War III yet? Is Kim Jong Un the king of Texas now? You laugh, but …
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My 2019 Top Ten Posts
Here we are, on the edge of saying goodbye to another year. 2019 was a year. Politicswise, it was utter hell. Healthwise, it was okay. Lifewise, it was pretty damn busy. So blogwise, it was slow. I started the year strong. I began a series of …
I Need You To Stop Trying To ‘Help’ Me
I was polite the first time I was offered long distance reiki as a cure for my disease. I even recall saying thank you. I was newly diagnosed. I needed all the help I could get. And, after all, she was just ‘helping.’ The second offer …
