05/31/2026
He helped me beat Lyme disease, so I’m helping him beat his fear of dancing 😆
It’s the last day of May, and as Lyme Disease Awareness Month comes to an end, I’ve been reflecting on this journey with a lot of feelings.
Before I was diagnosed, I honestly didn’t know much about Lyme disease or how serious it could really become. I knew my dad helped care for people with Lyme disease, and I had seen so many lives changed because of it. I would meet people around the clinic, and sometimes people would come up to me at church or in the grocery store just to tell me how much my dad had helped them and how much better they were doing because of him. Those moments always made me so proud of him.
But even with all of that, I never truly understood what it was like to live with Lyme disease myself until I got it.
When I started becoming symptomatic, my dad knew exactly what it was and knew exactly how to help me. I can’t even put into words how grateful I am for him. Because of him, I was able to start healing, and I’m so thankful to say that I’ve reached remission. He helped me get my life back, and through one of the hardest seasons of my life, he became one of my heroes.
To anyone out there struggling with unexplained symptoms, chronic pain, exhaustion, brain fog, or symptoms that make you feel unheard or misunderstood, I’m praying for you. I’m praying you find answers, healing, and that people will listen to you and take you seriously like my dad did for me and like he does for all of his patients. Don’t give up on yourself. There is hope, and healing is possible.
And to my dad, thank you for believing in me, fighting for me, and never giving up on me. I’ll never be able to fully explain how much that means to me. 💚
