Truthfully, this post has been sitting in my research folder
for too long, inside my brain screaming to get out.
In the hallway walking, I was discussing a case of little
girl we know with my husband. Another Cancer update. We talked about it. The
choices we would make going back, things we would have tried different. Knowing
the things we know now. The feeling of empty, horrible loss.
He looks at me and says, “I wish you would write about
Cancer.” Shocked, I think I probably just stared at him for a minute. No, they
don’t want to understand..
I’ve met a lot of amazing people while working with the
health department. Educating mothers and children under the age of 5 about
healthy eating habits and the benefits these things have to their bodies..
Memories, and moments that literally took my breath away. In
such a short time to be touched so much and by so many people cannot even begin
to be described in words.
One family. Stops me in my tracks every time. Little girl G,
comes in with her grandfather and sits in my office.
We start to talk and almost immediately he says to me “Their
mother died of Cancer.” The little girl’s face went blank. She made eye contact
with me and then gave me a smile. A smile I know all too well. The smile of “this
is trained”, I’m fighting through my pain to show you that I’m alright kind of
smile.
The little girl was classified as overweight. The
grandfather states that of course this has been going on since the loss of her
mother, we discussed healthy eating options and the importance of it. The
session finishes and the grandfather asks me to walk out to the front office. I
happily do, there in the waiting room are G’s 5 brothers and sisters. The
grandfather states who I am and they stand up and all walk over to me. One by
one, they extend their hand and introduce themselves to me. My heart fell to
the floor. I said hello and gave them my love and walked back to my desk. I sat
there. I cried there. For them. For their mother, for all the things they will
never get to experience with together.
And I thought, if she could go back do you think she would
try everything she could to be here today?
But then to think that many families have limit to the foods and things they need to be able to thrive nutritionally, physically, and spirtually. How are we able to help them provide the support they need to their families. To our families and to our communities throughout the world?
This is a tall order. Won't you join me on this quest? One tiny step at a time, we can make a difference.
But then to think that many families have limit to the foods and things they need to be able to thrive nutritionally, physically, and spirtually. How are we able to help them provide the support they need to their families. To our families and to our communities throughout the world?
This is a tall order. Won't you join me on this quest? One tiny step at a time, we can make a difference.
So on to the point of this post. I follow a lot of families.
I love watching children grow up. They truly are a great blessing to this
world, potential to change the world.
Many of these families have children with cancer. I see some
parents post with rage about how upset they are that people try to tell them to
eat organic, or take supplements, try this and that. I understand their
frustrations, trust me I do.
I am not a pediatric oncologist. I am not a doctor or
physician, and although these people are there to help save lives, they are not the
end all be all. They certainly do not have all the answer, nor should we put
that burden on them. They want us to take a part in the healing of our bodies,
in creating a healthy, healing environment.
That is why Doctors all recommend “a healthy diet and
exercise.”
but that being said, I am a mother. A wife. A person who has
spent years researching the benefits of nutrition. About disease outbreaks, and
prevention methods and control methods. I am a mother to a child who is gone
from this earth. Away from his family. No, it wasn’t from cancer but his life
was ONLY hospital, only tests, medicines and sticks. Knowing what I know now, if I could go back and just have a
voice. If I could of at least talked to the Doctors about the things I know or thought,
instead of being scared to speak up. Scared to try “unconventional methods.”
At the point, when you’ve been given a death sentence, “you
really need to have HOPE.”
When it comes down to it disease happens within our bodies
when our system gets out of whack.
This it typically because of one of three things or a
combination of them; Environment, Lifestyle, Genetics. Disease cannot thrive in
a BALANCED environment.
While we never really know who is going to come down with a
condition or disease, it is well known that if your body is malnourished you are more
likely to get “something”.
Yes, every body is different. Every cancer is different. Every disease is different. The
one thing that is the same is your body grows, thrives, and heals from quality
nutrition.
Vitamins and Minerals make all the difference in helping to create a healthy system.
No, ifs, ands, or butts, about it.
You owe it to yourself and your family to give it a try. Hell,
after seeing what these kids are going through freaking drinking tons of
vegetables is the best alternative.
Research it for yourself, or reach out to someone who knows
about it.
I am always here, my line and heart always open. We can
make a difference. One tiny step at a time.
After all, in this battle we are already losing.
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