Good Days...Bad Days With Maureen Pratt

I get a little tongue-tied sometimes when people ask me what I do. Not that writing isn’t the first thing that pops into my head. But, I have to think too, of the other job, the other full-time job: managing life with chronic illness. Of course, it can be a real conversation killer to start answering with,…

The headlines about the ebola outbreak bring to the forefront how courageous and giving missionary healthcare workers, and all other medical personnel, are, risking their own lives to save others. Although they may be far away from us, we cannot forget them. Here is a prayer for all of them, and the patients they treat…

“Why don’t you wear that lovely ewelry/that dress/those shoes more often? “Oh, it’s too good to wear everyday. I only save it for special occasions.” “So, when was the last time you wore it?” “Oh, it’s been so long, I can’t remember…” Does this conversation sound familiar? It sure does to me. I’ve heard it again…

Frequently, people will tell me that they want to write a book about their experience with chronic illness and pain. When they ask me for advice, I give them a response that’s probably not what they’re expecting. Instead of talking about the market for books, the world of e-publishing, or even the craft of writing,…

It’s better. It’s worse. It moved. It’s stable. It’s sharp. It’s dull. It’s pain. And it is a pain, your pain. Well, it’s affecting you, but you can’t say you actually possess it, because it seems to have a mind – and a direction – of it’s own. You’re working with your doctors on it, but you feel…

I understand the Scriptural basis for tithing and giving monetarily to church and charitable causes. I know, clearly, the story of the widow who gave her precious coin to the Temple. But the truth is that, today, living with a chronic illness can be very, very expensive, unpredictably so, and many people who are in…

Imagine if you gave a good friend a present, all wrapped up and shining in the light. What if that friend, instead of opening the package, set it aside. He or she tells you, “Oh, thanks. But I’ll get to it later. I’m really not all that excited about a present right now. I have…

Tucked in a box amid other QSL cards that I found after my father’s death last year is a single, fading reminder of a powerful way to pray today. If you’re not familiar with what they are, a QSL card is a record sent from one radio ham operator to another that confirms the contact…

Time often flies by when you’re living, and when you have a chronic illness, time passes sometimes in odd ways. Slowly, in some measure, because living with pain is especially, well, painful, and the more pain you feel, the slower time seems to move (just think of waiting for a med to kick in, for…

I really, really, really like chocolate. Chocolate and almonds. Or, just chocolate. And yet, I know how bad it can be if I over-indulge. Extra weight on lupus-arthritic joints can add pain on top of pain. So, I try to manage…well…try is the operative word, here. The same reasons we like to munch on goodies…

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