This is my Nineveh!

So the cleansing continues. I'm back on track two days strong with my smoothies, pate, marinara and pad thai.

Emotionally I've been a bit up and down, but that comes with facing the unknown. This stems from opening back up to my ex who went over seas for medical school. I have to be frank, 3 years over seas, I made it through three semesters before the doubts plagued my brain. We'd been together for almost three years but I couldn't shake the horrific feeling of being left behind. I had no patience with him and deep sixed our relationship faster than you can say Pillsbury.

Well, he's in clinicals now in Manhattan. I'm in Texas and for a year I'd tried to come clean and discuss with him my weakness and how I forgave him and myself, finally, for my own inadequacy and him leaving me behind.

Since I went raw again, I'd written a letter to him to make amends. It was time to heal my heart and move past my devastation.

The surprise was the response. "Idiot girl, don't you know I love you. You may have scored 10 points higher on the IQ tests, but I love you."

The conversations continued, and most recently concluded with "You finally stopped being the idiot girl and started being the woman I fell in love with again."

The conclusion to this story is that he and I are back on our journey together. My raw foods journey has not only healed my body of it's diabetes, but also healed my heart and his too.

So, with great joy I say that my S.O. is currently prepping for his MSLE Clinical Exam and is on his way to his first steps in licensure to be a doctor, specifically trauma or thoracic surgery.

There's another year of clinicals to get through, but I'll be seeing him Christmas time for our annual company shindig and we're praying not only for his test scores to be high, but to be high enough to get him into a surgical residency program here in the Austin Area, or near our office in Los Angelos.

Of course with this pick me up, I'm more focused on my food and finally working on unpacking things I'd just thrown into the closet when I'd moved into my apartment in late May.

Tonight I'm making more pate and tomorrow it's back to work. Iron Man Over Time is what we're calling it.

Have a bright and blessed day!