Mom Time

My mom and I got to spend a few ours together just sitting and chatting while in Whole Foods. I unfortunately feel as if I'm going to implode from fatigue. I've not been juicing at all, which is a first in like 5 years, and I can definitely feel the less oxygenation of my blood taking hold. It's all the cells crying out for nourishment and oxygen. It feels like being run over by a train.

I've been oil pulling with charcoal every day, sometimes skipping a day, for about a week and a half. I feel like that could be affecting me too. My sister Kaitlyn gets home today from a week long stint in San Diego. Reagan leaves Sunday for a week in New Mexico. Erin leaves Monday for a trip to Sedona with her honey poo. I have my interviews at Whole Foods and I'm looking forward to it, but it also feels like a "trip." It's going to take a lot of energy to get through these next few weeks and I feel like my heart is asking me to hold up a minute. My actual, physical heart, not my metaphorical heart. My head hurts, my body aches, I just, blahhhhh.

All the while I feel a ton of success. I feel like God has freed me from something very real, and it's just this super slow process of hiking around in the desert before we get to the promised land. My family and I. But it's very possible that we won't be able to see the fruits of our labor and that we will die before...