There's something funny that happens when life is going well: it doesn't last.
I mean, I have nothing major to complain about, other than avoiding a hospital stay by two points on the Diabetes scale...
But you see, there lays the problem.
Sometimes we are so focused on the busyness of life -and actually enjoying everything that is happening- that we ignore our bodies.
It happens.
To all of us.
All. The. Time.
And yet our bodies don't really tell us what is going on, until...
A headache here, bodyache there, a finger infection (Yes, that happened!), just not feeling well - maybe exhaustion?
Eventually a visit to the urgent care where I had a come to Jesus conversation with a doctor that didn't know me from Adam, "You have to take care of yourself or you will not finish your degree...you will die..."
And then...
Major societal issues based on hate, ignorance and mostly fear took over our country.
To be told that you could have died shakes you to your core, but to see others dying for simply being born of a different skin color - in this great country of ours - makes everything else seem highly superficifical...
And so I did what I needed to do.
Take time off to reflect and to plan what I will put into action to make a difference.
Took a while, but here I am...hoping that any and all contribution I make will leave a mark in this world.
Ana Lydia
