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We love the SOUTH! Part 2 of 3

One GSG reader said this to me, the very first thing when she sat down to chat with me after our Raleigh class:

“I want you to know that I was there, right behind you, in your divorce in 2008. I was praying for you.

My eyes are welling up, right now, thinking about this. Women who had never met me had my back—I’m so amazed and grateful.

That was the darkest year of my life. Although I put my head down, and worked and blogged and created all the way through it, I didn’t teach, not once, for a whole year.

I told her: “I went off to lick my wounds for a while. I just couldn’t be in front of an audience.” Sometimes the single moms come to me after my classes and we hug and bond…..we’ve been through the war. We emerge more polished, with some valuable wisdom. And we try not to be cynical.

Debbie Smith told me she left a vacation early to be in my class. She left her family at the beach, but won the Blendtec blender. Right after telling me before class that her health has been rapidly deteriorating and she was there on my front row, hoping for help and answers. She burst into tears when her ticket number was called.

And our volunteers, oh my. Kristin would tell you that we are routinely astonished and we always say to each other, “Our volunteers are the salt of the earth. Quality.” They show up in ANY city we go to, and they work with us, smart and helpful and tireless.

Some of them, very frankly, are on their knees, in a health crisis. They are on a journey. A lovely woman named Rebecca in Raleigh helped us, with her cute trained doggie in tow, who helps her when she has panic attacks related to PTSD.

I didn’t get to tell her that I am a PTSD survivor, too, due to severely traumatic events in my childhood. Not to make everything about nutrition, but this is a true fact: as long as I keep sugar (especially corn syrup) out of my diet, I am now fine and have been medication-free for 15 years.

But the minute corn syrup makes an appearance, my anxiety rears its ugly head.

So of course it’s a biochemistry problem. MD’s say that to justify a drugs-only approach. But if I keep my adrenals reasonably nurtured, I’m fine. If I stress them out with unmitigated chaos, or, more likely, toxic sugars, I’m NOT fine.

Kristin said, of Heather Hunnicutt in Atlanta, “That woman is us. She fits how we are. Best volunteer we have ever had.” And, come to find out, Heather is about to deliver her fifth child and is in the crisis of her life.

Somehow I did not get to talk to her, at that busy event, but Kristin couldn’t say enough good about Heather being smart, competent, kind, and patient with those at our class. Thank you Rebecca and Heather and all our volunteers.

I pray for you all. You wait in my line and I hear about your struggles and I think about you and pray for you.

Life has a way of dishing out some doozies. I’m always amazed at the things people live through, and then have a triumphant story, as zigzaggy as it gets. Tomorrow I share with you a love letter I got from Annette, to her parents, for teaching her in the 1970’s what it is to be healthy in a toxic world where even the smart people have mostly terrible habits.

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