Giving Thanks

Normally I would do a lavish raw healthy delicious vegan dinner post for Thanksgiving.

But…considering my stitches are still healing and I’m not supposed to lift anything or be on my feet a lot just yet, I’m going to skip the big kitchen holiday meal extravaganza.

Instead, I’d like to direct anyone looking for fabulous healthy recipes that are EASY and DELICIOUS over to Oh She Glows!   You can check out Angela’s amazing Thanksgiving menu with recipes included right at this link and you can see plenty of pictures here!

Angela did a phenomenal job on her dinner menu and I cannot wait to try out some of her recipes!

Especially the pumpkin pie brownie.

Seriously, just look at this thing.

I’m heading up to Huntington Beach to spend Thanksgiving with my sister and brother-in-law!  I’ll be taking a few orders of my Raw Balls with me and other than that I’ll just be taking it easy.  Having a mid-line incision from below my belly button down sort of forces me to take it easy.  I still walk like an old lady shuffling her feet, but I’m sure 3 weeks from now I’ll be back up to full speed.   Turns out I may have recovered in a week, and I feel fine, but my stitches take an annoyingly long 4-6 weeks to heal, which means, 4-6 weeks of a frustrated me.

But I should be thankful for the frustration.
And I am.

I’ve got so much to be thankful for this year.
Sometimes I laugh and think about all the things that have gone wrong since I moved to California.  I think about how my plan was completely different than what actually happened, but what actually happened, was more perfect than anything I could have planned.

I’ve learned that when we don’t get what we think we want, it’s not because God doesn’t want us to have it. It’s because he has something so much better for us in mind.

And He does.
I feel so lucky and blessed.

When I look back on this crazy year I could tell the story like this:  I moved across the country alone.  I’ve moved apartments three times in 10 months.  I’ve slept in my car.  I’ve had negative cash in my bank account.  I somehow had 2 giant cantaloupe sized tumors in my pelvis and had to have surgery to get them out.  I got robbed at a salon (true story).  I’ve been lied to.  I’ve been flaked out on by people I thought were friends.  I cried myself to sleep because I missed home so much.


I could tell the story like this:  I discovered that I was brave enough and strong enough to listen to my heart and travel to a new place.  I was resourceful enough and had enough faith to keep moving and keep going until I found a place here that felt like home and found a good living situation.  I’m lucky enough to have moved to a warm climate so when my apartment wasn’t ready in time and I was already out of my old one, living out of my car for a short stint was actually easy.  I learned how to manage my money (thanks Dave Ramsey and Jon Acuff for the advice!)  and I am still learning every day.  I can stand on my own two feet.  I was lucky enough to be right near the best gynecological oncologists and lucky enough to work for my amazing boss who is connected to EVERYONE, and through my working for him, I was immediately connected to the best doctors who found these crazy crazy tumors and got them out of me.  The tumors turned out to be benign and made from cells that I’ve had since birth.  Guess all this eat your veggie mumbo jumbo I spout out everyday isn’t mumbo jumbo, because I was handed the best case scenario.   When I was robbed at the salon (a man walked in off the street and took my wallet out of my purse while I was having my hair rinsed in the back) a few things happened. One, I learned never to put my purse down at a salon or any place for that matter.  Two, my amazing stylist dashed out of the salon in his argyle sweater and newsboy cap and tracked the man down, threatened him and got my wallet back.  Full contents included.  Again, I got the best case scenario.  But it taught me to be more cautious, which is a lesson I needed.  I walk through these new towns carefree and probably a bit naive and that incident raised my awareness. I’ve discovered who my true friends are. They are the people who answered their phones on the nights I was so homesick and it was 3am their time on the east coast, but they still stayed up to talk to me until I felt better.  The people who appeared when I was in the hospital looking like a mess and high on morphine after surgery.  The roommate who carries my laundry to the laundromat because I’m not allowed to lift anything.  My sister who made me nutrient packed smoothies every morning to help my stitches and body heal faster.  My brother who calls me from PA on his way to the gym (we used to ride in the car to the gym together) and makes me feel like I’m right back home. My Mom who reminds me how much she loves me and how she is here for me.  My Dad who also reminded me (when I wanted to bail) that sometimes, life sucks and things get crappy, but we get through it.  He was right. I’ve also discovered what I want.  I know what’s important.  I know where my heart is.  I know who is in my heart.  I’ve learned and am still learning to hand things over to God.  Surrender control.  To try and live the life he wants for me. We chat a lot since I moved out here.  Me and God.  We have coffee.  Sometimes we go to the beach together.  He’s a huge Coldplay fan too cause we rock out to it in my car.  I’m working every day on my relationship with him and I’ve changed so much.  I’m such a different person now than I was a year ago and that is so exciting to me.

I’m excited for the future.

I know for certain it won’t go exactly as I try to plan it…but I know my family and friends will always be there for me no matter what.  That makes the future incredible already.

So thank you to my family and friends.


Thank you to Matt who makes me laugh at least 800 times a day until I am in tears from laughing so hard. Thank you for answering my texts from the hospital when I was in pain at 3am and freaking out about it.  Thank you for calling just because, checking in on me – just because, sending me flowers…twice… and for being you.  You’re amazing.

Thank you to my family and friends for always supporting me, cheering me on through thick and thin, always helping me to stay positive, listening, laughing, sending your love…and most of all…

Thank You
For Letting Me
Seriously.  I don’t know if you realize how HUGE that is.  You let me be me.  You take me as I am.  You even encourage my ridiculousness!  😀   It’s the best gift in the world.

That’s still me. 
Ridiculously happy.

I know it wasn’t easy to come along on this roller coaster with me, and I know it wasn’t easy to let me go either, just as it wasn’t easy for me to leave…but this has been the best year ever and I wouldn’t change a thing…not even the crappy parts (which turned out not to be that crappy after all) .

What are YOU thankful for?

Lovely comments!

  1. I am thankful I found your website and thankful I have been inspired to live my life in a healthier way. I am thankful for your great posts that make me laugh and feel good. I am thankful that I find inspiration in all the small things the earth gives us.. Keep up the great work.

  2. Wow!!! Thank YOU so much! I’m thankful to have such amazing readers who keep ME inspired!!! What an awesome comment. 🙂

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