Growing up, I never imagined I would be at this point in my life, mostly because I was always what my mom called, “a snow baby”. I would eagerly run outside and jump in the fluffy white stuff that covered … Continue reading A Clinical Allergy to the Cold: Preparing for Winter
Reflection: In this (rare) time of my life, I can remember not caring about too much. I didn’t care about the way I looked, sometimes felt, or about what I was doing with my life. I miss this feeling often, but I know how important it is to grow up and seek direction. I was content with who I was and what I was doing, and I hadn’t been diagnosed with cold urticaria or seasonal affective disorder yet. I admire the strength I carried with me, and my use of metaphors and imagery (“a hot knife cutting through butter”- that’s … Continue reading R&F: Stray Snowballs
As ridiculously busy as I’ve been this week (and this whole last month of college for crying out loud), I’ve began to notice something peculiar, randomly, and possibly meaningless. But I don’t believe in coincidences, and my eyes have been drawn to every deep yellow color I come across. A mustard-y, buttery, honey, dandelion-y color, in hundreds of different shades and hues appeared before my daily routines. I’ve spent the week trying to distract myself from the throbbing in my head and the raw irritation in my throat, so paying attention to the small things has been what really got … Continue reading Shades of Yellow
Just to give you a visual of what we’re working with here to overcome the season. Enjoy! Always, Madeleine Rheinheimer Continue reading Link: My Fifteen Winter Necessities
Today it is cold. Yesterday it was cold. And I just checked the weather for tomorrow, and do you know what? It’s still going to be cold. Me and the cold aren’t exactly the best of friends. After being diagnosed … Continue reading My Fifteen Winter Necessities
Today is the tenth day of my gratitude series, and I am in disbelief that Christmas is this week. I feel unprepared and vulnerable, as if I am unready for the piles of ripped wrapping paper and tape. This season is packed full of expectations, and with expectations comes disappointment. If the cocoa isn’t the perfect temperature, if the present isn’t what was hoped for, if the cookies turned out a little burnt, Christmas is ruined. Okay, that might be slightly dramatic, but I’m just sick of the slushy melted snow roads and the crowds of people at the store. … Continue reading Laughter: 12 DOG
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