talking ’bout our own style
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Author Archives: Heather Rose Walker
when everything’s made to be broken, i just want you to know who i am
my cousin got married last weekend. i went to the home where i grew up before hand because it was en route. i’m not sure what inspired me to begin poking around my old stuff, but i ended up with a book of poetry in my hands. it is more like a stack of papers […]
man, i feel like a woman
you know the feeling of being overwhelmed right? you’ve felt it, talked about it, heard about it, maybe even cried about it? it can be gut-wrenching. if you’re like me, it’s this internal friction that just looms and grows and mocks. it has a great power over me, and even when i know that i […]
i just wanted you to let me in
my panic was suspended. home-treat. no hospital. –> lungs, you may inflate. last friday, after of a string of not-so-thought-through decisions and indecisions, i became a ketonic-mega-monster. that’s a thing, right? the highly unfortunate sequence of events: i had a beer the evening before around 11pm, after an intense two hours of dodgeball (one game […]
cause i don’t shine, if you don’t shine
how long does it take to be considered a veteran? how long until one can be honored with a certificate of completion? what governing institution would offer the PhD in diabetes management that each pwd has been working their buns of steel off to achieve? i’m 23. i might be wise beyond my years, but […]
and we’ll all float on, okay
waiting. you know what it is like right? you’re friends tell you things like: just keep swimming, patience is a virtue, good things come to those who wait, get your mind off it, go for a run or something, chill… maybe you are waiting for your lab results or to hear back from grad school. […]
and baby i’ll rule, i’ll rule, i’ll rule
a mom once told me that she is the face of diabetes her child, needing needles and blood draws woken from slumber by a mother who loves her wanting only survival one more night, she tries type three transitions her child grows into a young girl and sees diabetes as a monster within her scratching […]
cheer up, sleepy jean
‘i’m reading two books right now’ i said that to jo treitman at the sfo airport yesterday, as i was pulling scott benner’s book life is short laundry is eternal from my purse. this was a while after i had pulled mitch albom’s ‘the five people you meet in heaven’ out of that same bag. […]
remember what you told me
august 15th. that’s today. … yes. one year ago today was my first day of work at the diabetes hands foundation office. i dressed up in heels and fancy clothes. i began to learn about all of the magic of the dhf and the magicians behind the curtain. what started as a great opportunity, is […]
birds singin’ in the sycamore tree
dear lancet, happy birthday. i know you can neither read, nor write (i think). i know your brain is too small to understand what the internet is or how a blog works (maybe). i know your whole universe consists of eating, pooing, sleeping, walking, and sniffing butts (probably). but i wanted to write to you […]
Unexpected Blues 