I wake up every morning thinking what more could have possibly happened to me. Throughout most of my life I have been a healthy and vibrant person, always smiling and happy, and always there for my family and friends. I gave it my all. Having three children: one 32, my second 27, and my baby, 16, I spent most of my life being a full-time mom and wife, and a damn good one at that. Who would think my life was about to change drastically from the start of 2012 throughout 2013? It was the most horrible and challenging time of my existence, and I had to deal with so much. First, my dad had a stroke that left him paralyzed on one side of his body. Two weeks after that, he had a fall and broke his hip, which has left him bedridden ever since. Then, my brother-in-law passed away due to cancer. And then there were so many family disappoints, which led to marital issues. Everything was coming at me from every angle. I was about to explode and was being pulled in all directions.
This was just the beginning of something that I have never experienced before in my life. I was headed into a very dark place. Anxiety, fear, heart palpitations, loss of appetite … I had a mental breakdown. I was at the point of no return. Every day, normal routines were challenging and impossible for me to complete. I fought hard to stay off sleeping pills and anti-depressants, but I was too far gone at this point. I had no choice and as a result it led me to gain 45 pounds. I suffered for months, and my 16-year-old son suffered along with me. It made me very sad that I couldn’t be a mom to him. But the ultimate was yet to come. During all this time of heartache and medical conditions, and trying to snap out of depression, I was withholding a secret throughout 2012. I knew something was physically wrong and I had symptoms, but I was afraid of confronting them, so I bit the bullet and went for an examination. It was on April 13, 2013, that I was diagnosed with Stage III colon cancer. Oh my God, cancer. Hadn’t I been through enough? I asked myself, “Why?” I don’t ask myself that question anymore because I believe everything happens for a reason. I didn’t know if I was coming or going; I didn’t have time to think, and I had to prepare myself for surgery. What would be the outcome and would I survive this? I had no choice but to place my life and my destiny in God’s hands.
So here I am today, determined more than ever that I matter. And for me to become stronger – mind, body, and soul – the only place that I would become that person again is going back to a place that I can release stress, stay positive, achieve my goals. And that place is Bodies By Design. And so, in March of 2014, as I entered the front doors of BBD, I realized that through personal training I would be able to increase my strength to where I was before. I have promised myself never to give up, no matter what. It is possible to achieve; just believe. I will never go back to that deep dark place that almost destroyed me.
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