A Helping Hand

Celiac Disease hasn’t been the most fun thing.  I mean, you eat something you shouldn’t or accidentally get cross contamination and end up in the bathroom for the rest of the day or curled up on your bed in pain.  Doesn’t sound like a great way to spend an afternoon.

Through my work with Gluten Free Grand Valley, writing for the newspaper and being vocal on social media, I have gained attention, hopefully as an advocate for those with Celiac Disease.  Because of this, I get lots of questions, lots of emails and phone calls and people who are friends or friends of friends stopping me at gatherings to ask questions because they have been diagnosed or because someone they know has been.

A couple of these things happened this week.  First, I found out that a friend’s sister was diagnosed a few months ago.  We happened to be at a birthday party and I was having a glass of wine and she started asking me questions about being gluten free.  She then proceeded to tell me that she had been diagnosed Celiac.  We, of course, spent the rest of the evening talking about food, restaurants and all that goes along with Celiac Disease…over a gluten free pizza, I might add.

The second was someone who is gluten free is moving to Grand Junction and contacted me about Gluten Free Grand Valley.  I directed her to the Facebook page but we started a dialog on how scary it is to move to a new city, to not know what grocery stores to go to or what restaurants are safe.  We plan on having coffee when she gets here so I can help her.

Sometimes being given the burden of a disease can be just that, a burden.  But I look at it like this:  God put me on this Earth for a reason and gave me Celiac Disease for a reason.  I believe it’s to help people.  That’s not being said with bravado or boasting, it’s a fact.  I hope that I can help as many people as possible whether it’s simply giving them a cookie recipe or if it’s guiding them through the first year of eating gluten free.  I hope that I can always lend a helping hand.

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Close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades

Close.  One of Dictionary.com’s definition of the word is “being in or having proximity in space or time“.  Dad has always said that “close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades” but sometimes a close call is just too close for comfort.

Tonight was one of those nights.  I was on my way home from a meeting and traffic was being diverted because of an accident.  I took the detour back to Patterson Road, the road I was originally on and set on my way home.  All of a sudden there was a flash behind and then beside me as a pick up truck flew past me going at least 75-80 mph in a 45 mph zone.  I watched as he ducked in and out of traffic, never putting his brakes on.  All I could think  was “there is about to be a serious accident”.  A mile down the road I saw a vehicle in the intersection and that truck, he had driven into a light pole after apparently side swiping the other vehicle.

I say it was close because if I hadn’t been diverted in traffic, that’s where I would have been.  I may have been IN the accident and not behind it.  It reminds me that we are only human and that in a flash we could be gone.  It reminds me how short our time on earth is and how God is always protecting me.  It reminds me to cherish each moment with my family, friends and each moment I have enjoying the world.

For some reason I am thrown for a loop tonight.  I have been in accidents but tonight’s close encounter has left me shaken.

I thank you for reading my thoughts and hope you will come back to read more.  I am working on a couple articles on Celiac disease and vitamins and it is taking a bit longer than I hoped to gather those thoughts and the information.  Have a good evening.

Coming in like a Lion…

I’m having a hard time believing that March is nearly over.  It seems like the longest, fastest month ever.  I hope you know what that means and, if not, it doesn’t matter.  It’s how this month feels.

March came in like a lion with putting my baby cat, Punky, to sleep.  It’s honestly still hard to be at home, not as hard as it was the first few days but I still find myself looking over my shoulder to make sure she’s not behind me in the kitchen and I still can’t go into her room much, even though it’s technically my office.  All in time, right?

I’m finding that March has been a difficult month for so many of my friends.  From death of family members to hospitalization of family members to cancer treatments to illness to…it just seems like it’s never ending.  I feel for all of my friends that are hurting right now and I worry that I’m not emotionally able to meet their needs because I feel drained.  I want to be there for them and am trying hard.

I wonder, sometimes, why it all hits at once.  Why it seems like everything flows along so well with everything, everything, and then everything blows up.  I’m certain that God is trying to get our attention about something, trying to say “Hey, don’t forget that I’m here” because we often think we can handle things all by ourselves, we want control.

I’m very thoughtful tonight.  Through my run after work, I tried to just clear my mind and focus on my pace.  I was able to do that but found myself going through the list of people in my life who are hurting, who are right now just trying to make it day by day and work through emotions that I, most of the time, can’t even fathom.

So, I have a feeling that March came in like a lion and will leave like a lion as well.

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