There are crossroads on this journey. Health needs are not static. As we age, these needs change. A baby needs milk. A teen may consume everything in sight. A pregnant woman has to eat a large amount of calories from carefully selected sources. An elderly person may eat little food to sustain himself. When we are ill, our selection of foods take their own course and once we recover, we joyfully embrace being well and eating normally again.
I look back at my daughter Yoie's list of permitted foods from 3 years ago. She was ever so strict with adhering to this. She has made tremendous strides in her recovery. This past year we have been able to add in many foods, colors, and materials that before were toxic to her.
This past weekend, I made an error and misread a label. I thought that a particular item was dairy free, it wasn't. Yoie ate quite a bit of it. She ended up being covered in a rash from head to toe. Even a few days later, she is in pain from that incident. I hate to see her suffer, especially when I made the error that caused her suffering.
While she was feeling pretty miserable that first night, we had a conversation. She told me that a good thing came from this incident. She had all but forgotten how much pain she used to live with. Every day of her life was filled with being covered with a rash and experiencing pain that no one should suffer. She told me that this reminder of what her past was, let her know that life can get better and to appreciate how much better it has become. This turn in our road took us to a place that is refreshing. We walked out of a desert and came to an oasis.
May all our journeys be filled with the good and help us appreciate how far we have come from where we once stood.