I owe it all to Zoe.
After all, if it hadn’t been for her and her illness I would not have had the dream.
I see Asea as the gift she gave me. A parting gift, if you will. Her sacrifice, my gain.
Let me explain.
The morning I received her diagnosis, I saw a simple post on social media. A photo of the Asea Redox Cell Signaling bottle and 4 simple sentences.
It went into my subconscious as interesting. That’s it.
Later that same day I was given the bad news that Zoe’s body was full of growths. Inoperable. I was devastated. I had brought my sweet Zoe in for a well check and was given a death sentence.
I’d just “done this” with Grace (her surrogate...
My daughter found herself in unexpected (!) emergency surgery on July 4 – a big holiday here in the US. I’m guessing it will forever have its own memories for her….
She pulled out, figuratively speaking – (a friend did the reaching), a 750 piece puzzle to keep her busy that first week home. Puzzles are so magnetic and tempting, aren’t they? Everyone that came to visit was drawn to it. “Just one piece”, it seemed to beg, “just find one piece that will make me more whole.”
My daughter got so frustrated with it. Lots of blues, grays, browns. She was certain there were pieces missing (there weren’t). One day she held a piece and said “why don’t they work?” Indeed.
What I experienced while helping out was this: