07/19/2025
20 Years with Lupus ✨
It’s wild to think it’s been 20 years since I was diagnosed with lupus. The first few years were the hardest—bedridden, needing help just to get to the restroom. The pain, the meds, the side effects… it was a battle every single day.
But I wasn’t alone. My mom, my family—they showed up big. From doctor’s appointments to paying bills, managing medications and lifting me (literally and emotionally) through some of the darkest moments. I can never say thank you enough. 🙏
Those early years taught me so much about my own strength, resilience, stubbornness (the good kind), and the power of determination. I found my voice as an advocate for myself, and it’s because of that voice that I’m as well as I am today.
I’ve learned to pivot. I’ve learned how to push through the pain. I’ve learned how to rest. And maybe most importantly—I’ve learned how to accept help and to recognize when enough is enough.
These 20 years weren’t just about surviving lupus—they were about discovering who I am through and despite it.
✨ A marriage.
✨ 3 incredible kids (living proof of my stubborn hope 😅).
✨ A thriving career.
✨ And the chance to show up as a present, strong mom—doing my best, every day.
Looking back on the last 20 years helps me look forward to the next 20+. I pray for a cure in my lifetime. I pray my children never have to face this disease—or any of my loved ones. I pray for continued strength, health, and wisdom to do what’s best for my body and spirit.
Lupus shaped me—but it doesn’t define me. I am who I am because of it and in spite of it. And if diamonds are made under pressure… I’m just out here trying to shine bright. 💎💜
