It's that time of year again!
My mother - despite being a sweet Christian lady - introduced me to horror films when I was little!
Friday the Thirteenth, Halloween, Poltergeist, and etc. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have been introduced to the genre. So... This one's for you, mom! One of your most mentioned films that we didn't have the chance to watch together, Candyman Trap remix! See you soon you baby-crazy, Decade Warrior babe! Can't wait to share with you the crazy but hilarious bullshit I did in this life over a glass of wine with the Big Guy!
Despite your departure leaving me hurt for a moment, I will always make October my favorite month.
Personally, due to my mother’s departure into the next life, I’m not a huge fan of chemo therapy anymore. I do blame the treatment and the lack of an adequate diet (she surgically shrunk her stomach) caked with depression to what contributed to her decline in health. I was always apprehensive of her shrinking her stomach for weight loss reasons, and even more so when they used aggressive chemo therapy in her weakened state when the cancer migrated to her liver. I held my tongue to give peace of mind to her, but I now regret that so much. If I had been stubborn with my input, she may still be alive... but, whatever. However, no one is to blame for this unfortunate event - myself nor the doctors whom she knew and I have met -, but forgiveness is what she would want for us to do to move forward and learn. We all just didn’t know. So the alternative option i propose is simple:
1) Don’t make the surgeon or oncologist the first person to talk to, take a moment, breathe and talk to the Beloved first. Get all that negative energy out of you (worries, fears and etc.), and take a moment to count your blessings in life the Beloved gave to you, and convict and forgive yourself or anyone that has done you wrong. Don’t make the doctors report the last report! Everyday count your blessings and defend them in Love.
2) Speak to a dietician. Red meats and salmon help recover from depression or stress which is known to cause cancer. Anything that helps with immunity and blood count/cardiac health are recommended (spinach, lamb, and even red wines).
Side note: My mother took this weird S.S.S. Tonic liquid Omega-3 vitamin and made me take it due my menstrual issues in youth. It helped with our blood count and heart health, but the draw back is the bad, sour metallic taste, and that you’ll crave red meats (such as burgers and BBQ) like crazy after the first few shots. I later became the carnivore and wine-drinker of the family, but mom cut away the necessary fats and proteins to lose weight.
3) EXERCISE! Don’t let the fatigue get to you all the time. Take good walks, and find a new/revive a hobby like painting, sculpting, music, or creative-writing that allows you to exercise creativity and gets your mind off of stress. Don’t bottle up your passion. Meditation and scriptural/biblical study helps too! Even if you may be a noob at them, just do these activities for fun and the joy of learning new things!
I had marching band in high school along with heavy metal in my adult life, and mama had kick boxing and watching Richard Simmons. It worked! Anything to get our stress off our shoulders.
Small tip: Herbal teas also help. My mom was a huge fan of hibiscus and chamomile teas. And hanging out with friends and laughing also helps tremendously.
Don’t take any day for granted.
Treat every day as a gift and live it to the fullest.
I won’t take my mom’s departure as an excuse to fuel fear and panic women to get checked every October. My mom wouldn’t want that. No, I’d rather counter that status quo instead. My mother always wanted to heal people and recently I learned why she had that vision; it was a familiar vision, but she was ignorant of the costs. It was a cleansing moment, but she wouldn’t want me to cry for her anymore. Enough with fear, enough with depression, and enough with pain.
We are stronger than what our demons say. We are created by Love and to live in the nature of Love. She received the best birthday gift of seeing Love’s face, but I personally believe I was given the privilege of witnessing what she prayed for me to learn Love’s nature.
So this year, let’s honor the resting warriors by not living in fear of the curse, but rather living in the blessings no matter how big or small. Let’s make the most of this!