I know I have a long list of posts to get to: mobility tests and corrective exercises, the end of summer, a day in the life of me eating, some programming talk, and a whole slew of rants and stream of consciousness posts about food, life, the world and so much more. But tonight I was overcome by thoughts of my mother and I realized it had been some time since I last posted about her. She deserves some love.
Another year has passed since my mom passed away from one of the most inspiring battles with cancer I have ever heard about. Her dedication to cleansing her body of everything negative so that it could respond to any problem in its most natural state has truly been the most motivating factor in my constant pursuit of health and fitness in my life, and my drive to motivate as many people as I can to do the same. I have a tendency to look up to those people who commit themselves to a higher purpose or ideal than most others (kind of why I have a "healthy obbsession with Batman) and my mother did just that. Every doctor she talked to told her she needed chemo and radiation or she would die. And she chose the cleanest and most balanced lifestyle she believed in instead of "poisoning her body and mind" just to get rid of some sickness. It was her belief that she would never be happy living with the many guaranteed problems chemo and radiation (at the level she would have needed them) would bring her. And if she lived 10 or 15 extra years, what would be the point if she was unable to do so in a manner that made her, and the people around her happy. I understand this is a pretty extreme point of view to many, but it rings resounding truth in my ears. I have always believed that the best way to live life is in the pursuit of joy and happiness. If your life is surrounded by negativity, it's a rather horrendous thing to experience, especially if you know what true joy feels like. And no matter what your belief system in life, it is tough to argue with someone who is strong enough to stand by their morals no matter what the cost.
During her fight, my mother was diagnosed with stage-4 cancer on three separate occasions. This means the doctors looked her in the eye and said she only had weeks to live, maybe days, maybe a month or two if she was lucky. She lived for about 7 or 8 years with cancer.
For some of you who have followed my blog for a while, and have read some of my past posts about y mother, you will know that I generally am pretty honest about my feelings. While I look up to her, am incredibly motivated and inspired buy her life, and miss her dearly, I know that her struggle was the cause of much hardship within my family. Much of this hardship we still deal with today. But I do not resent her. She did the best she knew how. And at the base of everything she did, her actions, thoughts, ideas, everything, it was inspired by her love of life and family. What she represents to me now is the idea that I (I speak for myself only here as I understand others may not share my view on how to live life) must always do my best to honesty understand what I truly love in my heart, and do that, no matter what. To surround myself with things that make me smile so that I can naturally make the things around me smile in return. To always offer my hand to others who might be struggling, and if they desire my help, help them with all my heart. And if they do not want my help, to let them go as it will only hurt us both to force it. To not dwell on the negativity and pessimism of others. Everyone has their own demons to deal with every day, and if others chose to project their issues onto the people around them and refuse to listen to offers of support and love, just let them go.
My mother never made excuses as to why her life was so hard. I almost never heard her complain about all the hardships and pains she suffered. She always told me that the cancer was a blessing because it taught her the true meaning of health, love, family, responsibility and humility. I aspire to view the world in that way. It is hard sometime because so many people out there are so quick to defer their problems onto something else. Nobody will take responsibility for being sick, being overweight, being overly stressed and being unhappy. They will not hesitate to blame anything else but themselves. A special light shines around those who always look inward first when a problem arises to see what they can do to help.
I know this post is a bit more sappy then most that I write, but that's just a side of me that will always be there, and will always come out when talking about the things that have inspired me to live the life I am choosing to live. I am lucky to have had had a mother who taught me so much. And while there are many things my mother did to really mess with me and my family psychologically, I have taken the time to realize just what she had to go through to help me, and so many others be filled with so much love, and good.
I only hope that I can live up to what she hoped for in her life, and inspire love, and good in people for the rest of mine.
Addition - After writing this post I sat for a while and thought about some of the cool stuff my mom did. I really wish more people could have met her. She had an astounding effect on people within seconds of meeting her. She had a confidence in who she was that I think both intimidated and amazed people. And for the most part (as you can see from the picture above) she was a damn tiny, and unassuming person. Have you ever met someone who can instantly ground you just by standing next to them, or being touched by them? If you havent, you are either extremely unlucky or lack any hint of humility to accept that another person can own so much presence. If you have, you know exactly what I am talking about. And coming from someone you would never expect. She was an incredibly unique, overwhelmingly passionate person.
Never Stop, GET FIT.
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