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Marsha King-Lane 9/12/50 – 11/13/04
13 years… I can’t believe it’s been 13 years

How can it feel like so long ago and yesterday at the same time? How can I feel so removed from this experience, while it is always so present? How is it that life is so different since then, yet I am so eternally connected to this date? How are the words “my mom died” still so foreign to me, while that reality circumferences my life in every way? Death is the most natural unnatural thing to happen to us in life. It bottles up pain and joy and injects both into moments like a intravenous drip.

I miss you Mommie, now in new ways. Yet I am strong in new ways too, I’m more strong than I knew I was. And this year I celebrate differently, this year I celebrate the woman I’ve become. The woman you birthed, the woman who looks like you. And I know for the first time since you’ve been gone, as I’ve done so much #SelfWork, and I’ve lied steadfast before the Father, that you see me, because you see me through His eyes, and you are proud.

#RIP #RestInPeace #RestInParadise #IMissYouMom #HomeGoingAnniversary #Grieving #Healing

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Juicing Has Begun …. Week 1

5 years ago I lost 60 pounds from juicing in about 2 months. Friends and family didn’t recognize me at the end. I had multiple health issues that literally dissipated in that short time. I’m on the same journey now. Since 2012 my weight has swung widely up and down, but in total I gained back about 40 pounds of what I originally lost. With age and stress the health issues I had returned with a vengeance and with new issues. I had to do something. So I’m back on the same journey that got me such great results before, and this time I’m trying to chronicle my steps along the way. This is outside my nature, as I like to post only after I’ve gotten to a drastic change, but in the end I know it will be more beneficial to those with these same issues, or who want to take this same journey if they see the process… so reluctantly, here we go.

Week 1-
Week 1- I juiced 4 days, and am eating clean and vegetarian on the days I’m not juicing. I lost 6.5 pounds in those 4 days. My blood pressure is the ultimate reason I started all of this, it has been high for weeks now. It dropped 26 and 13 points just this week. Still reading as high blood pressure, but a huge change in those 4 days.
Day one
My fave recipe, the Mean Green,-kale, celery, Fuji apples, ginger and lemon. #Yum
Day one 1
Mean Green
Day one 2
Frothy goodness
Day one 3
All day, every day.
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Not feeling great. Juicing is detoxing the body, and that’s exactly how I feel, like I’m detoxing. Headaches, my hands are trembling, joint pain. I’m swung from great energy at the beginning of the week, to extreme fatigue and irritability at the end of my week. It’s tough doing this on top of an impossibly busy schedule. The first time round I was a stay at home mom of an infant, and could crawl into bed when I felt bad. This time I’m working as a single mom, with an overly active 6 year old with Autism, and more health issues than in 2012. #Wow #Ouch Still pushing through tho… #NotCuteRightNow #DarkCirclesUnderEyes #ItGetsBetter
More goodness
Second round of shopping. #InProcess

Because You Can

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So at some point you have to look at what the storm says about you. When waves, and thunder and rain are crashing in repeatedly on all sides, is this maybe just maybe, a compliment to you?

If the Word says that God will not put on you more than you can bare, and you are baring a lot, then it’s because, well, you can. (Insert image of back cape blowing in the wind.)

I’m looking back. I’m looking back at a storm. The waves are starting to subside, and there are sun rays in my horizon. Some things are coming together and I see blessings. The reality though is there have been more times in the last 4 years than in the 40 years prior that I have questioned if I was going to make it through “this one”. However as raindrops begin to glisten on fresh soil, I can see now that my becoming had to happen this way. Through these raindrops.

Recently I sat in a service where the message was on perseverance. And just before I ran up out that church, (not exactly my favorite subject), the preacher really opened my eyes. He cracked open this meaning to this despised word perseverance. This word that to me always felt unfair.Why do I have to deal with suffering, why do I have to come under attacks that I didn’t deserve, why do I have to reap from what I’d never sown? These were my quiet thoughts, my quiet questions while reading scriptures on trials and tribulations mentioned in the Bible. But now I see. Perseverance is my friend, making the trial itself my friend.

Perseverance-  Per the authority of, Severance through suffering. There are some rewards that you will only get through a trial, through pain, through pushing through. Think of an athlete before the win. Without the pain of athletic training, there can be no medals at the end of the course. Think of a woman in labor. Without the pain of the stretch, the reward of life cannot come forth. The only way we get to the crown is to endure the pain. Thus the pain itself is really working for our good.

Suddenly I got some spiritual cajones to stare my trails in the eyes and have the right to claim my reward at the end of them. Those trials didn’t break me. In the words of Ms. Celie in the Color Purple, “Dear God, I’m here, I’m still here!”  I’m still standing, in my right mind, with my heart in tact, with my integrity in one piece. So attention all trials, all hardship, all pain, all false accusation, all attacks, Imma need to you write me a check. Make it out to Blessings on Blessings on Blessings, because I can see clearly now, the rain is gone.