Graphic designer. Sepsis survivor. Amputee. Wife. Mommy of one on earth, one in Heaven.

Home
Blog
- Health
- Honesty
- Lifestyle
About
Contact

Contact

Have a question? Just want to pop in to say hello? I’d love to hear from you! 🙂

My name is Callie Colwick. I am a Jesus lover, graphic designer, sepsis survivor, amputee, wife and mother of one on earth and one in heaven.

STAY UP TO DATE

Subscribe to get the latest

Recent Posts

Seven things I’ve learned from my social media fast (so far)
2021 Galentine Gift Guide
Valentine cookies – puppy edition
Lemon + Water
A proper ‘thank you’

Latest on Instagram

There’s a persistent creativity you have to acqu

There’s a persistent creativity you have to acquire once you become differently abled. The world you once glided through with relative ease in your previous body… is now much trickier to navigate.
♡
Big things like traveling… all the way to tiny things like a step up into a store, or cooking a meal - everything can change in a second.
♡
Some adapt quickly, able to get the tools and resources they need immediately… while others fight every step of the way.
♡
How would your life change if tomorrow you woke up and had to use an assistive device? A wheelchair, power chair, walker, cane or crutches? How would you navigate your home, and the world outside your home?
♡
This is an interesting exercise to complete, and for those who are able bodied I’d challenge you to try it: maybe a friend or family member has a set of crutches they’re no longer using, or an old foldable wheelchair tucked away in a closet? Ask to see if you can borrow it and try to live out a single day depending on that tool for mobility. No cheating!
♡
I bet… just maybe… your whole world might shift… if even just a little. ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

Tomorrow’s the big day - I’m taking my driving

Tomorrow’s the big day - I’m taking my driving test! ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶
♡
I’ve been practicing in parking lots and back country roads for months, I’ve taken all the courses and I’m prepared. But… everything feels so surreal.
♡
For the past 8 years I’ve relied on Kevin, Uber drivers and the kindness of friends to take me anywhere outside of my little downtown area.
♡
It’s been a long journey to get to this moment, this place right here. From nursing my body back to health, relearning how to do even the tiniest tasks again, fighting insurance to get the medical equipment I needed to adapt and thrive, paying off mountains of medical debt, slowly adapting my house, learning how to travel as an amputee and so much more…
♡
Now, now the big day is just around the corner. And it feels like a ‘pinch me’ moment. Tomorrow morning either I pass or fail my driving test, and after practicing in parking lots and back roads for the past few months I’m feeling pretty confident in my abilities. Parallel parking is still my arch nemesis. But… who can honestly say that they’re good at parallel parking?! 🙃😜
♡
Passing this test opens up a whole new world for me. Not having to pay extra $ for grocery deliveries, being able to take Kenzi on play dates that are outside of my 1 mile radius, the ability to go to appointments on my own time without having to coordinate with Kevin, traveling to see family and friends, and a huge one - being able to drive to my local gym to workout and to @adaptingtrainingfoundation !!
♡
It’s been a longgggg 8 years, hopeful and excited for this next chapter in my life. If you think of me, please say a prayer for tomorrow - my test is at 8am sharp. Hopefully it’ll be quick and I’ll pass with flying colors, I’ll keep y’all updated. ⋆˚✿˖°

Have you ever been so focused on what you *think*

Have you ever been so focused on what you *think* your life should look like… your hopes and dreams for the future… that you completely lose sight of the present?
♡
I feel like for the past six months I’ve been sitting in this in-between place. Torn between two versions of me… one I desperately wanted to hold onto, and another I’ve been apprehensive to embrace. A dichotomy of the heart. A stripping away of identity, of self, of hopes and dreams… and in this messy process desperately trying my best to lay everything down and surrender at the feet of Jesus.
♡
If you’ve been here with me in this little digital space for any amount of time you might know about our dream of adopting. How this dream began long before our marriage, and blossomed years after enduring the forging flame of the ICU. Both of us coming out on the other side with a renewed hope of one day growing our family through adoption.
♡
Ever since I was a little girl I’d hoped of one day having a big family. I envisioned lots of little feet playing joyfully in the safety of our cozy little home. Goodnight hugs and kisses multiplied many times over as our family grew one tiny soul at a time. A house that was never quiet and certainly never pristinely clean. Tiny fingerprints on windows and joyfully crafted pieces of art filling every inch of our refrigerator.
♡
Months ago, after pursuing adoption for nearly four years, Kevin and I set aside those precious dreams of growing our family. My tears flowed nonstop for about a solid month after the decision was made. And I’m still grieving.
♡
I’m not sure when this ache in my chest will go away. After all… what is grief, if not love persevering?
♡
Thank you to those of you who were praying and walking alongside us during our adoption journey, we love y’all dearly. I don’t know what tomorrow holds… but I do know who holds tomorrow. #thecolwicksadopt
♡
Matthew 6:33-34

Around mid 2022 I found myself shopping for new cl

Around mid 2022 I found myself shopping for new clothes and feeling burnt out by decision fatigue and frustration.
♡
Frustration because I couldn’t try on clothes in store easily… so I’d buy clothes, try them on at home all to discover they didn’t fit right, or were uncomfortable. So I’d have to return them, which isn’t a big deal for people with feet or those that can drive… but was for me.
♡
So I started looking at the clothes in my closet. Did I really need new clothes? After all… I had survived for a year wearing only a pillowcase in the ICU, could I survive without purchasing new clothes?
♡
Thats when (what I like to call) ‘The Great Experiment’ began. The question: how long could I go without buying new clothes?
♡
First I went one month, then two, then three… four… five… and suddenly here we are now: over a year after The Great Experiment began and I finally purchased some new clothing.
♡
I learned a lot this past year. First: not once did I feel like I was missing out by not purchasing new clothes. Did trends come and go? Yep. Were there clothes I wanted to buy? Sure. But after looking at my wardrobe I realized I didn’t need to buy them, I could repurpose or mend the clothes I already had.
♡
Second: I discovered I didn’t actually need new clothes as often as I had once purchased them. I decided to stick to my basics, simplify, and just make do with whatever I had. That meant sometimes not having a shiny new item to wear to parties, weddings, etc., and sometimes washing and re-wearing my clothes more than twice a week.
♡
Third: this was a fun accidental experiment. One I’ll probably do again, not only because of how easy it was, but also because it opened my eyes to the beauty of what I already had and allowed me to get creative, and I loved being creative. ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶
♡
Do you think you could run a similar experiment? 🤔 How many months could you go without buying any new clothes? Let me know down below! ⬇️

*Almost* always the most expensive outfit in the r

*Almost* always the most expensive outfit in the room. 👸🏼✨
♡
Let’s break my outfit down: 👇🏻
⊹ Hat from @amazonfashion - $15
⊹ Shirt was a gift from my friend Karen (@spoonscafemckinney) - $0
⊹ @oldnavy biker shorts - $10
⊹ Left leg - $15,000
⊹ Right leg - $15,000
⊹ Shoes were a gift from my friend Alba (@trainerinpink) - $0
—————————
Grand total: $30,025
♡
So… even when I’m not dressed “fancy” - I definitely feel it! 😂💕💁🏼‍♀️

Follow on Instagram

Health
Honesty
Lifestyle

© 2022 CALLIE COLWICK // PRIVACY POLICY // TERMS & CONDITIONS