🥳Today I turn 1…..again🥳 In the wee hours of July 11, 1973, just after midnight, I graciously arrived into the world. Just an itty bitty little thing weighing in at 9 lbs and 4oz….sorry mommy😂. itty bitty me - July 1973 I'm a Wednesday’s Child. If you’re familiar with the “Monday’s Child” nursery rhyme then you know I’m full of woe…although my sister might tell you I’m full of 💩….😂😂🤷🏼♀️. I never really thought much about that nursery rhyme before especially the being full of woe part. I mean according to Merriam-Webster the definition of woe is: woe (noun) 1 : a condition of deep suffering from misfortune, affliction, or grief 2 : ruinous trouble : calamity, affliction I don’t know about you but that seems pretty terrible to me…especially identifying a baby as being full of woe 😱. Who would ever want to be full of woe? Why would anyone write such a thing in a nursery rhyme? Luckily it was just a nursery rhyme and didn’t describe my life at all....
Welcome, friends. After a Stage 3B colon cancer diagnosis in 2023, I chose to step away from chemo and pursue healing God’s way through the foods and remedies He created, guided by faith, prayer, and surrender. This space shares my faith-led healing journey, reflections on holistic healing, and hope found beyond fear. My book, Faith in Wild Places, is available—visit the book page for details and purchase links. Happy healing 💕