He really does exist…

My favorite Easter memory is when my mom was having one of her episodes and my Aunt who is an Aunt by choice not blood came and rescued my brother and me. We were six and four at the time, mom was off her meds and close to anouther one of her in-patient psychiatric hospital admits. The duplex was a disaster, we had no clean clothes and the only food in the fridge was a jar of pickles. After talking to my mom, my Aunt drove the hundred plus miles to town packed us up and took us all the way back to the ‘farm’.
Just writing this I can feel all the fears of that day creep back into my heart. This Aunt, who was not an aunt, saved the day and gave two small children and one sick mother peace and sweet memories. She pulled together an Easter basket for each of us kids and then with the assistance of her sweet sheppard left ‘bunny’ prints all throughout her kitchen and outside our bedroom doors. If I close my eyes I can still hear my precious baby brother’s high pitch scream – “The Easter Bunny found us, he really found us…he really does exist. “ Even though there were no sermon’s on the resurrection of Jesus Christ, I have carried the lesson of that day in my heart for the last thirty-five years.
If you will take a moment and share an Easter memory with by leaving a comment.
Live your passion, Melody


About Lyme Lives EveryWhere

Angola Inmate Hospice volunteers taught me to trust God and the power of forgiveness. I have always been fascinated by how people 'discover' their gifts/callings. As a coping mechanism for a complicated home life; I liked to run outdoors regardless the weather. After University my running was curtailed due to mystery ailments that would flare up on-and-off for decades. Intuitively, I have been soaking in epsom salt baths ever since I became a runner. Perhaps that is what kept my immune system functioning for so long. In 2005, my mystery ailments returned. After a decade of suffering and symptom flare ups, I was told by health care practitioners to learn to live with what was ailing me. In 2013, my immune system shut down and resulted in a health crisis; ultimately saving my life. Tired of being sick and tired, by divine intervention I found an amazing advocate in Dr. Amanda Lea; an osteopathic physician in Zachary Louisiana. Two days before I found her, a friend put me on her church prayer list as I searched for answers. Dr. Lea was setting up a new practice and worked me in the day after the prayer chain started. She listened to my health history uninterrupted for 45 minutes. After my diagnosis, I went to see a Lyme experienced MD, the head of infectious disease at a large hospital in New Orleans. She opened the office door, walked in and proclaimed that "Lyme disease does not exist in Louisiana". That day my passion for Lyme awareness, education and advocacy was revealed to me.
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