My mom is a two-time breast cancer survivor. My mom’s dad died from lung cancer and her mom had vaginal cancer before she later died from brain cancer. My dad’s dad died with Alzheimer’s. Many more people very close to me have heart-breaking stories of their own that aren’t mine to tell. And I’ve only scratched the surface. I’m weary of hearing yet another story of someone close to me facing a battle.
That’s why I oil. That’s why I’m passionate about getting the toxins out of my home—getting the bad stuff out and the good things in. And that’s why I tell my story.
And it’s why I want you to come along with me on this journey. I’m still a work in progress, but I’m not where I was four years ago. Your life can look a whole lot different in a year, two years, four years too. But you have to take the first step.
What are you waiting for? Take the step and join me!