Have you ever had someone come into your life and it wasn't until later in life that it really revealed itself as to why they did. Well, I have been blessed to have had that happen to me a number of times. Here's my story of one of those special people that came into my life, but it wasn't until years later that I really understood the full impact.
It started 8 years ago, I had emergency gall bladder surgery. I was full of gain green and they stated that I was lucky to have made it thru surgery. From the moment that I opened my eyes, I knew something was different. I stated this to the doctors, but they kept blowing me off, stating you are lucky you are alive. Over the next 4 years, I went to see specialist after specialist, only getting worst. The worst part was that, each specialist ran their tests and came back and stated that I was making it up and needed to see a shrink. I knew that I wasn't, but how do I make others see that. By the end of the 4 years, I was going thru symptoms of Alzheimer's, didn't know my name, how to get home, couldn't remember people or their names. Couldn't retain information anymore, nor multi-task anymore. I would sit in dazes for long periods of time. But, thanks to God, my family doctor decided to send me to a neuro-feedback doctor and they ran their tests and discovered that I wasn't making this up, my brain was shutting itself down and it was almost completely shut down. If I had not found them then, I would be in a nursing home today. Yikes...I was only 38 years old at that time.
So, 3 years later, I am over 90% back to normal, whatever that is... and I am almost done with neuro-feedback. So, you would think, finally, no more health problems. Wrong! 6 months ago, I ended up in the emergency room again, stating that I am having a hard time breathing, bowel problems, gaining weight like there is no tomorrow. Well, they ran there test, said that I need to flush myself out and lose weight. Are you kidding... So, once again, I am back where no one is helping me. I stated all of this to my neuro-feedback doctor and she recommended a metabolic clinic. So, hang on, I am almost done with the story.... they ran their test. I don't have celiac disease as they first thought, but I do carry two genes that came from each parent, so I do have a high sensitivity to gluten. I just needed to come off gluten. Are you kidding, gluten is in almost all foods... Well, here is the best part, little did I know that my neuro-feedback doctor specializes in all natural health foods. This was her business years ago, before she went into this field of neuro-feedback. So, she has been teaching me, all about flours, spices, avoiding foods that causes different reactions. Well now, isn't this something, little did I know that in God's plan, that out of all the doctors in this field, he chose for this doctor to find the answer and then down the road, I would need her for this gluten issue. You just never know when you meet someone if they are your angel in disguise.
So, since I am almost done with neuro-feedback, I thought that I would give her a gift to thank her for all that she has done for me. I will try to explain what some of the pages represent to me.
The front of the book is about the generations of women. I was abused as a little girl by my step-father and I knew then as a little girl, that I would stop the cycle of abuse for the next generation. I would get whatever help that I needed to prevent this from happening. What I have learned in researching my past is that the cycle of abuse has been carried thru the generations for awhile. I chose this picture to show the women of my past and what a difference one person can make and how it can affect the generations to come.
The cross represents my faith in Christ. I found my faith at the age of 8 years old.
This represent the relationship between a mother and her child.
This is about a family reunion. I didn't grow up with family getting together for picnics, reunions, etc. So, with my husband and kids, we make sure to visit his side of the family and have picnics, reunions, etc. I was not only going to stop the cycle of abuse, but start traditions that would be carried thru the next generations to come. Some day when I am old (like 90 years old), I will sit at one of our reunions and look out and know, that it was all for this moment. Family laughing, kids chasing each other and loving one another.

These are just some of the pages in this book. Thanks for sharing in a portion of my life's journey...