“You are a victim.” I stood there with every fiber in me wanting to fight back with words to make every argument that I wasn’t a victim. Instead, I stood there silently allowing the words to penetrate my walls so that I could see what they saw.
“Well, there is nothing to discuss because there is nothing to talk about! . . . So what are you going to do with the rest of your life?”
No matter our day, no matter our challenges each day we get to decide who we are and who we choose to be. Our choices dictate our being, our being dictates what we do and what we do dictates what we have.
We see ourselves as guides, maybe more of a “ life coach” type of title so our hearts are to point to possibilities and let the person decide what type of journey they want to go on.
Because this just confirms what I already knew. And, these results do not change what I am continuing to do. What I will continue to eat. Our path is our lifestyle. My healing journey doesn’t stop now. It actually confirms that I must keep going. I will keep going. I will continue to progressively move to a higher and higher percentage of plant based eating. I will continue to heal my body.
The body has an innate ability to heal, yet we live as if this were untrue. We are causing disease to ourselves thru toxicity and deficiencies, yet we live as if this were untrue. Until we take responsibility for where we are, we will continue to live as mere lost sheep.
Shouldn’t packing up my husband be a joyous occasion? Is it the fact that I have come to love so many of the nurses, doctors and staff here at CHIPSA Hospital that every goodbye hurts? Is it the fact that we finally get to go home and my heart is happy that the treatments are working? Is it the fact that they have cared for my hubs so well that fear is setting in on what the next 90 days requires of us at home? I imagine its all of the above.