"A Rose By Any Other Name........."

Yesterday I wrote about the raw food cooking class I took on Saturday. I was saving the best part for last. I sat next to a friendly young lady who probably thought I was a grouchy old hag. By the time I arrived I was literally tired.

To get to the class I took the 60-the 101- the 202 and finally the 51. It brought back the memory of the time we took the kids to Disneyland and I was driving but I told my husband to let me know before we got to the Anaheim exit and I would pull over and let him drive. He had lived in California much longer than I ever had and I never drove the freeways. For years I lived in Mesa and even Apache Junction and when I worked at Camelback and 47th, I took the back roads all the way. He never made a peep and here I was in LA in the middle of the wonderful California freeway system. Thought I would have a heart attack. Well, it wasn't actually that bad. I just stress when I have to change from one freeway to the next. It actually went fairly well because Tonya has a GPS and it took me there very efficiently. But I was still a little stressed and in my own space. When Terra introduced herself I just said hello and gave her my name. Hopefully I wasn't too short and didn't seem too unfriendly. For years I dealt with the public and I can converse with just about anyone. This takes a knack and I think because of years of doing it, sometimes now I have to be in the right place to follow through.

You would assume that most of the people in a class like this are dealing with cancer. Not many chose to share, maybe they had long trips also. Toward the end of the class I asked Terra why she was taking the class. She shared that she had a hectic job and life and wasn't feeling as great as she knew she could be (my words not her exact-you know my memory). She had been looking at going raw vegan for some time and had made the commitment to go raw for 365 days. She started her journey on January 1, 2010. Before I left she shared her blog address with me.

I was intrigued why a vibrant young lady would be wise enough to choose this life style and it takes the threat of death to wake most people up. Of course, I am referring to the older, "wiser" generations. Actually the threat of death probably only wakes up a small percent of people (yes, this includes me). On Sunday I sat and read each of Terra Rose's blogs. I was quite entertained. They were funny, poignant, open and honest. I concluded that the best part of the cooking class had been meeting this lovely young lady and hearing her story.
I feel blessed that God brought this into my life.