I want to share with you all about a friend of mine. Her name is Charelle and before this summer we’d never met. The twins and I were at the laundromat one day with what felt like every piece of fabric that we’ve ever owned. I had set the girls up at a little table with a few books, water, a bowl of dates, rice cakes, and almond butter. Our make shift living room started to attract a bit more attention than I had planned but nevertheless we were there! Live in living color as I always say!
As the afternoon went on, my glorious (then) 2 year olds had found their way into just about every corner that they could find. And every single time they left my range of sight I would call them back to me and explain to them that they were good listeners and that its dangerous to not see Mommy. I repeated myself almost twenty times, easy! Buuuuuuuuuuuut they’re my children and my gifts and my responsibilty. Its my job and their fathers job to make sure that they always know what time it is!
Here’s where Charelle gets introduced to the story… I see this woman walk up to me and say excuse me, ” I just want to tell you that I like the way you talk to your children. I’ve never seen a young mother with so much patience.” She went on to comment on their pop-up buffet shop over in the corner and said, “And look at these snacks! You feed them such good food. It makes me so happy to see kids eat like that.”
I smiled and laughed. Relieved that she didn’t judge me at how much energy they had or how all over the place they were. A point of contact in a laundromat full of people and their dirty clothes! She spoke to me. Ahhhhhhhhhhh the relief!
She went off to her and came back with childrens books that she had in her car. She went on to talk about how important it was to feed children good food but also the importance of reading to them. She was so gentle and kind, yet her sadness grabbed me and I wanted to know why. I told her of my food journey and how my husband gave me the name Snack Master Flash. She just laughed and told me I reminded her of her mother! I laughed too.
In between the lines of food and parenting I asked her why was she limping. She told me that she had cancer in her leg but that it had all been removed…But shortly after there were tumors found in her chest and she was currently undergoing chemotherapy.
I said NO! No no no… Immediately I said you’re going to live a long strong life and have a story to tell thats going to change peoples lives. As strange as it was we just stood there and she said, “I agree with you” and we hugged. She asked me for more stories of my food journey and I told her that I had most of it written down right here on my blog.
As she read, JOY turned into STRENGTH. We talk and pray almost every day. She’s been drinking Alkaline water from our Kangen Machine, we share meals and snacks together, we drink Goldenseal tea together or she gives me herbs and vegetables from a garden nearby, and we laugh at my twins and how fiesty I can get with my husband. My friend Charelle is looking good, feeling great, and came to my house today with a smile bigger than I’ve ever seen.
Food was the topic. It always is…But somehow it always leads to something else.
Food was my door and she walked in. Grateful is what I am.