I am a 20-something year old dreamer accompanied by my super cute side kick/service dog Heidi. Together, we are
tackling life with chronic illness one day at a time.
I enjoy lavender tea and well-made allergy-friendly desserts (I am gluten and dairy free). I have a Bachelor’s Degree in Psychology and minor in Missions and Evangelism from Southeastern University. But more than sipping lavender tea with a good book in hand, eating decadent almond flour muffins, and studying course work on the DSM-5, my passion is to encourage others to dive deeper into their relationship with Jesus.
WHENEVER I WAS 14, MY ENTIRE WORLD CHANGED.
I began having mysterious episodes where I collapse and have temporary paralysis in my arms and legs, which is also accompanied by severe tremors and a whole host of symptoms I didn’t know were related. During these episodes, I cannot sit up, stand, or walk on my own. It generally takes an hour or so to regain these functions. However rarely, it has taken over a week. These episodes happen multiple times a month; my record is 18.
AS I GOT OLDER, THEY WORSENED.
Eventually, I missed half my junior and senior years of high school. I have withdrawn from college more times than I can remember and have seen more specialists and done more tests than I can count. Seven years of searching for answers finally led me to being diagnosed with a host of rare disorders: Ehlers Danlos Syndrome (EDS), Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (POTS), Mast Cell Activation Disorder (MCAD), and Gastroparesis. Even after the initial diagnosis’, I was still declining. It wasn’t until 11 years after my first episode that I finally got the diagnosis that we were looking for – a rare neuromuscular disorder called Hypokalemic Periodic Paralysis.
IT NEVER OCCURRED TO ME WHENEVER I WAS 14 THAT I HAD WOKEN UP ONE DAY AND WOULD NEVER GET BETTER.
The day that I realized I would never get better was difficult and there was a lot of internal grieving and mourning for the way I thought life should be. Getting a handicapped tag was not the way I wanted to enter into adulthood.
Being told I should not have children did not fit into my plan of having a big family. Having a body that reacts to sitting up, standing too long or walking did not fit into my plans of how I wanted to serve Jesus through international mission work.
I TELL YOU THIS BECAUSE I WANT YOU TO UNDERSTAND THAT I AM NO STRANGER TO LONELINESS, DISAPPOINTMENT, SICKNESS, TO FAILURE.
But evenso, my story doesn’t end there. Jesus graciously enters the picture and He changes everything. My hope is not in being healed; my hope is in Jesus. My hope is not in leading a “normal life”; my hope is in Jesus. My hope is not in finishing my degree or holding a job to contribute to society; my hope is in Jesus. My hope is not in having children or getting married; my hope is in the steadfast love and strength of Jesus.
HIS LOVE IS GREATER.
His love is stronger. In fact, almost 9 years later, I am even more convinced of one resounding point: God is still good and worthy of our worship. Throughout this season of weakness, He has shown himself strong and faithful. He has granted me His victory. I have learned that in light of His power, my weakness is always going to be irrelevant.
It is my hope that here, you might be encouraged, inspired, and empowered to seek Jesus. I am going to stand on this little soap box of mine and share how what I thought was the derailing of my future was really God’s sovereignty directing and taking control. And if you’d let me, I would love to walk alongside you cheering you on and pointing you to Jesus through whatever circumstance you are going through today.
hi, im cassidy
Learn a Little More About Me
Can’t Live Without:
Fuzzy blankets, lavender tea, & dark chocolate
Favorite Travel Spot:
Jamaica
My Favorite verse:
2 Corinthians 12:9-10
Best Advice:
Your story isn’t over yet. Keep pushing forward and leaning into Jesus.
Describe Yourself in One Word:
Compassionate
Odd habit:
I love baking at night when I can’t sleep.