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What is happening here

This week I’m pivoting from my normal blog style to provide an update on US government funded medical research. With so many eye-catching headlines, there hasn’t been a lot of attention paid to this corner of the government recently – but you should know what’s happening here.

WTF

Just when you thought the news couldn’t possibly get any worse, each day this week outdid the one before. I’ve felt deep sorrow, anger, fear, exhaustion, helplessness, a numbing, and an intense lack of motivation. Anything beyond curling up under a blanket with a screen or a book felt like strenuous effort. What was wrong with me? I couldn’t keep going on like this! And then it finally dawned on me that I was going through active grief.

An ode to joy

Well folks, 2025 has made her presence known. Personally, I reached a level of doom scrolling this week not seen since the spring of 2020. The world feels heavy and overwhelming and it is difficult to determine where to prioritize concern and focus action. And then my friend Tamika, reminded me about the importance of joy and I think you might need this reminder as well.

The morning after

We made coffee and packed lunches like always. I showered and got dressed like always. We got everyone out the door and off to school like always. The actions were routine, the scents and sounds familiar, but inside I felt anything but. No, that’s not true – I knew this feeling all too well, it was grief and it hurt.

Election season survival

The election coverage is giving me serious anxiety and given how long it could take to determine the results, I get the impression it isn’t going anywhere anytime soon. Feeling like I have little control over the future is not a new feeling for me. So, I suppose it shouldn’t have come as a surprise that I resorted to a few time-tested tactics.

Product of grief

So much of the contention I see in the country right now feels like the product of grief. Not grief as in the loss of a person, but grief as in the loss of an idealized future. Grief as a resistance to the societal changes that are occurring at a faster rate than ever before. And the anger that can surface when we our grief is left unchecked and unseen.

Unblinded hope

When I first read on Sunday, that Joe Biden was stepping aside like many I felt hopeful. When it became clear that Kamala Harris would be stepping up, the injection of energy, unity, and determination was intoxicating.  I’ve enjoyed letting excitement take over because hope feels good. But as I became more hopeful, as I allowed myself to envision a Harris presidency, I felt a surge of anxiety bordering on panic.

My (not so) secret garden

Before Adelaide died, I wrote about the garden she had planted for us, a garden full of people that would lift us up and take care of us after her passing. What I didn’t realize at the time was that as long as I continued to cultivate this garden, by maintaining relationships or doing work in her memory, her garden would continue to grow and thrive.

On Tuesday we wear purple

Next week, on Tuesday, March 26th, the epilepsy community comes together for Purple Day, one of several epilepsy awareness days throughout the year. While my commitment to this community certainly hasn’t waned, I recently had to acknowledge that my sense of urgency has. Perhaps this is to be expected. I’m no longer administering medications five times a day, fighting with insurance, or holding my daughter as she seizes.

We are women

Today is International Women’s Day and please forgive me, but I’m feeling a touch jaded at the moment. Unfortunately, in the fight ahead of us, we don’t have the luxury of being jaded. So, this week I went looking for inspiration and fortification and realized I didn’t need to look very far.

A day in the life of Adelaide Grace

On Monday, CURE Epilepsy will release a short documentary about a day in the life with Adelaide. It focuses mostly on an average morning in our home circa February 2018 – six months before I even started this blog. It is admittedly a challenging watch and includes Adelaide having a seizure, however I think it is important to share this life. To break through the apathy and lead with empathy. This was our normal, our so very not-normal normal - and remains a version of normal for 65 million people living with epilepsy worldwide and that will never be ok.

Sparkle + Hope

Years ago, when I first began speaking with researchers, I would catch the sparkle in their eye when they heard about Adelaide’s medical mysteries. Internally I wanted to scream at them, “how dare you find her suffering intriguing! How dare you draw ambition from our desperation!” But over time I’ve grown to appreciate the symbiotic relationship we as patients and caregivers have with researchers. We are their sparkle and they are our hope.