The Start of a Beginning

Playing in the background is PlantPure Nation. I'm wedged between in the last remaining space on the couch my "lap" dog has graciously bequeathed to me. Nutrition is on my mind, again.

Seven years ago my mother died from breast cancer at the age of forty-two. My grieving process began with a headfirst binge into comfort food and sedentary livelihood. This lasted for about three months before I traded in nightly double cheeseburgers for daily doses of plants. At twenty-one, I quickly realized the possible link between the cancer that loves our boobs to the food we were eating.

Breast Cancer is real. If I am in a room with eight women, statistics tell me that at least one of them will be diagnosed with breast cancer in her lifetime. 40,000 of the 230,000 newly diagnosed patients each year will die from breast cancer. It's the most commonly diagnosed form of cancer in women and the second leading cause of cancer death in women.

It's something I think about on a daily basis. I used to fear it. Now I'm going to destroy it.

Two weeks ago I stood in my co-worker's office grandly gesticulating as I told a story about another recent date and a seed was planted.

"You should write a blog about single life and cooking," there's that seed.

I thought on this before discarding the idea, leery of becoming just another blogger. I presumed that the notion of blogging had left my brain.

In the midst of watching PlantPure Nation, I realized that my brain had other plans. I decided to write a blog about cancer, about life, about living a life worth living.

Perhaps my fate is already sealed but I am going to commit to giving fate the finger. I'm going to be responsible for my health again. 

I'll use this platform to share plant-based recipes, cooking blunders, information about nutrition's link to health, new ways to move your body, photos from life's adventures and inspiration from the world around us. I write with a hope that information becomes power becomes change.

On Reserve thought of the day: 

Your body is the only thing you carry with you all of your life.