my mother was an avid holistic nutritionist. she got that from her mother. now that did not mean she only followed alternative medicine and did not believe in traditional medicine; rather, it mean that she knew diet played a role in one’s overall well-being. while she may not have always acted in the proper way, with that knowledge, but she always took her vitamins. she had a whole kitchen cabinet full of them.
recently, i started taking vitamins again. regularly. more regularly than i ever have before. [i have some that i am prescribed to take, but in a totally volunteer nature, this is the first time i have managed to take them this long.] i realized that as i take my vitamins every morning and every night, i think of my mother. this was her routine, though she also took them throughout the day. this was her habit/practice that i am now adopting. one small ways she is living on in me. helping me through this. staying close. and in this small way, this small ritual, she is here with me.
becoming conscious of this, has made me start to think of the other things i got from my mother. i need to start documenting them so i don’t forget.
