Vacation & New Blog

Yikes .. it’s been a while since I’ve written a post!

My family and I went to Arizona to get away from the MN weather and bask in the AZ sun a few weeks ago.

It was wonderful!

Since I have been ill I have had very low Vitamin-D levels, I am sure this is very common with chronic illnesses, and I made sure my vacation consisted mostly of me lying in the sun … and that I did!!! I felt so good, you guys … hardly any pains, no aches, no dizziness, no fatigue, nothing … all those annoying symptoms were pretty much gone and I felt pretty close to normal for 5 days!!

Such a big tease!!

When we got back to MN, sure enough, the very next day I was back to feeling icky again.

Do any of you feel better during the summer?! Have any of you made that drastic move and relocated to a warmer state?

Now .. if only I can convince my small-town-Minnesotan-husband to move!!

Happy wife happy life …. write that down gentlemen! 🙂

Completely off the topic-

When I started this blog last year I didn’t know if I was going to enjoy it, so I purposely chose the easier way to start a blog and didn’t really put much effort to the design because I wasn’t sure if I was going to keep it. Well, since I thoroughly enjoy writing (who would have thought?) I have decided to switch from to and get a better design for my blog. I have been reading up on the switch and it sounds very confusing. I don’t want to start a new blog, I just want to transfer the contents from this one onto the next one! I don’t know how some people do this for a living .. it is very very confusing! To add on to the confusion, I have a Chromebook (don’t ever get a Chromebook) and it is run by Google, therefore, I am unable to download certain contents onto my Chromebook!! I might have to bust out my humungo computer and start using that one … we shall see!!

Hopefully within the next week or so I should have it all figured out!!


Aish Xoxo






The Long Windy Road


“But all along this hazardous, twisted road that doesn’t let you see very far ahead there are frequent signs that say, ‘the best is yet to come.’ And at the bottom right corner written with an unmistakable hand are the words, ‘as I live, says the Lord!’ ” John Piper

We will overcome, because He has overcome!!!

Blessings & Love,





I was a social butterfly at a very young age.

The only thing I looked forward to when my mom or dad woke me up for school was being able to hang out with my friends. 

I couldn’t wait for recess; to chit-chat, run, play, share meals, laugh, and hug each other.

I loved dance classes because I got to talk to friends about how puffy our pink tutu’s were, where we got our pink ballet slippers from and help one another do a pirouette!

I couldn’t wait for summer because I got to spend everyday at the swimming club with friends – laying on the grass tanning, jumping off diving boards, and teaching one another how to do back flips

Friends were always my comfort, my safe place.

Lyme stole my personality from me (not for too long). I am not the social butterfly I once was.

I am isolated from most of my friends. I missed and still miss out on soo many events I wish more than anything to be part of but Lyme wants my body at home, in bed, away from everyone. 

My mother once told me, “Aisha, the only time you will find out who your true friends are is when you are going through a hard time in life.” The older I am getting, the more I realize how right mom’s are on A LOT of things … listen to them, young ones!

Oh, was she right.

When I first got sick last year, the friends I thought would be there for me, turned out to be the ones who hardly ever asked how I was doing – it hurt me deeply!! Except my best friend a few other good friends .. I always knew they would be there with me through it all! But to my surprise, the ones I didn’t think would, were the ones that were right by my sidel!!

Lyme Disease opened my eyes to a lot of things, it almost feels as if I was blinded by my surroundings when I was healthy. I am now able to look around me and see which friends of mine are still standing by me after all that has been stripped away from me. This would have never happened had it not been for my illness. I also have been blessed with amazing/new friendships! 

Friendships I am certain will last a lifetime.

They love me for the person I am right now. There is no faking on my end around them. No pretend laughs, no forced conversations … nothing! It takes a lot of energy out of a person with Lyme to talk, to laugh or to even smile but with these friends, I can just be me … no more pretending and it feels good. Oh, so good!

A true friend is one that will call you on her way to work on a random day to check and see how you are feeling.

A true friend will text you and ask you if you need help cleaning the house.

A true friend will text and ask if they can grocery shop for you.

A true friend will send you a Bible verse and encouraging words for the day.

A true friend will pray over you.

A true friend will put her arm around you when you are hurting.

A true friend will send you an email to see how you are doing.

A true friend will take some time out of their day to pray for you.

A true friend will never discourage you.

All you need is one friend … just one friend that understands your pain and tears. Just one friend that will love you for who you are. That is way more valuable than having 50 friends who only show up for your smiles!!


Blessings & Love,












I was in Duluth for a few days this past week visiting family and to kind of get away from all the decision making for our new house. Building a new home is stressful and being ill while doing it is sooo tough. My body felt like it was shutting down on me and I was very emotional … so I needed a little break and decided to go up there to spend some time with my amazing family!

One morning, I got up a little early to get coffee from one of my favorite shops up there. As I was turning into the parking lot, I see an elderly gentleman in a wheelchair struggling to go up a hill backwards. With no hesitation, I pulled over, got out of my car and walked towards him. I looked at his sweet wrinkly face and asked if I could help him get up the hill, and with a sense of relief in his eyes, he agreed. As I was pushing him up the hill I noticed him trying to help me by moving the wheels of the chair, I told him to sit back and relax and enjoy the beautiful fall trees. Here’s me, a 105 lb gal pushing at least a 180 lb man plus his wheelchair weight up a pretty steep hill. My heart was pounding hard and fast, my legs were weak and shaky, I really thought I was going to drop dead right there. It was a gorgeous day and people were out and about, big men painting outside of a bank right next to us, people running errands and not one single person offered to help!!

As I was panting and praying in my mind I won’t drop dead, the sweet man asked me what I was doing in town and I told him. He introduced himself to me, “my name is Chuck, what is yours?” “I am Aisha, sir” I said. He then proceeded to tell me story after story … it was obvious he was very eager to share these stories with someone! I could feel a sense of loneliness in his voice and it made me sad, so I made sure not to speak about myself, unless he asked, and let him do the majority of the talking! One of the stories he shared was about his health, he had been very ill for quite some time with numerous health issues and I could tell by the tone of his voice he was discouraged. He also mentioned he had potassium poisoning not too long ago, and I asked him how does someone get that and he said “I drank too much coffee” and we chuckled and I thought to myself “is this a sign I shouldn’t get any coffee this morning?!?” I did anyways haha!

I wheeled him all the way up to his Assisted Living and when we got to the front of the door, he clasped my hands, looked me in the eyes and said “Thank you for listening to me, I am so happy you came to visit your family today.” I told him it was great hearing his stories and a pleasure meeting him and I walked away with a very important lesson.

My illness consumes me and I tend to do the “Oh, poor me” and “Why me?” quite a bit. I tend to forget that there are others who are suffering just as much as I am or more or in a different way! I noticed when I am around friends or family, they ask me how I am doing and sometimes I go on and on about how awful I feel and I don’t take much time to ask about them and their lives, because they are healthy, working and doing things they love, what could possibly be wrong with their lives? But suffering comes in all different forms.

Speaking with Chuck for 10 minutes reminded me that I am not the only one suffering and hurting, and that silence is truly a gift from God. We live in a world where it is all about “me me me” … we want to talk about ourselves, our lives, what happened at work, what someone said to us, the promotion at work, how smart I am, how rich I am , bla bla bla …. but when it comes to us having to listen to someone else speak, we get annoyed or change the subject back to us.

Today, I challenge you to take some time out of your days and be silent and sincerely listen to your friend, your sibling, your grandma or a neighbor, and see how much your silence touches their soul!