Let it Go!

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When Frozen came out, it took me almost a year to watch it. I had seen all the YouTube videos of people singing “Let it Go” and just couldn’t consider even jumping on that band wagon. But eventually I did watch it. And I actually enjoyed it. And got that song stuck in my head!

But seriously. 

There’s something truthful about the first words. Can’t remember any other part of the song but that’s okay. I can humm it. 

Last week myself and 3 other friends were a part of a webinar who are patients living with NASH. We got to answer questions that were up close and personal. One of those questions was about how I felt when I got my diagnosis. My friend Wayne mentioned the grieving process of realizing who you were and the plans you once had. I identify with that. 

Having a life changing illness really sucks. Just being very honest here. It was months after my diagnosis when I finally figured out I had to lay it all down. Every bit of what I planned. The way I viewed myself as an independent, goal oriented, world changer. I didn’t like it. 

I mean, it really brought me to my knees. 

But...

Now anytime someone says that word, there’s a change coming. 

But God!

You see, I had to learn that I still had life and it’s precious. I gave up a false view of me and exchanged it for a very transparent and vulnerable one. I had to learn to love the now moments and to give up on future ideals. To understand that with the bad stuff comes good. 

Once I did that, God gave me joy. 

I have now learned more about this disease than I ever knew was possible. I’ve met people I would have never met. I’ve gotten to speak publicly as a patient advocate and encourager for others going through the same thing. I’ve prayed personally with World Changers who are making a huge difference. I count amazing doctors and nurses as friends. 

But God. 

Is there still sucky days? You betcha! Are there days that are sweet? Yep! Do I love life? Without a doubt in my mind. Life is sweet even in the midst of a storm. 

In the midst of the worst, I find the best of Who He is. And God is enough. I can let it go. 

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