This or something better … our search for land

As I write this update about our search for land, it seems like we’re starting over. Oh, we’ve been close to signing a contract … so close, so excited. But our *special* GPS has redirected, rerouted us several times. And guess what? We have peace at each delay for we know this GPS will get us there, that it will all happen at the perfect time.

The Perfect GPS

What is this GPS? It’s one that everyone has access to and the best thing? It doesn’t require another app … you don’t even need cellular data. It’s God’s Positional System and keeping this continually in your mind, all stress and concern is alleviated. God knows our plans, the *destination* has been set. Now, as we *drive along* towards this new chapter in our life, God is directing our steps, placing people in our path to help us, protecting us from our eagerness and impulsiveness. And through it all, we just let go, we completely trust, and we accept every setback/detour as a gift instead of fretting.

This or Something Better

For the second time in the last two months, our plans to go see potential parcels have been squashed because of winter weather conditions in northern Arizona. A few weeks ago, we were so close, so very close to signing a contract on land that seemed perfect for us. God provided wise counsel from our off-grid living mentor which helped us see the limiting ramifications this purchase would create. After listening to his counsel, we felt grateful instead of disappointed for this protection. When we first embarked on this search for land, we knew we had to let go of how and when and where – and let God guide us. Each delay only means that something better that we can imagine is being prepared for us.

Slow-down in a Construction Zone

As we drove back to Quartzsite yesterday, we encountered traffic at a standstill on I-10, moving along at a snail’s pace because of construction.

It was the perfect reminder for us right now when it seems we’re starting over on our search for land after being rerouted several times. We’re smack dab in the middle of God’s construction zone and even though it feels like nothing is happening, that we’re practically at a standstill, starting over, we know that God is constantly working to bring people and tools to us. We stand willing and open to all possibilities – the how, the when, and the where.

Keep Moving

We continue to keep moving, do what we can from where we are, holding the vision of our plans.

We’ll search for land while we continue working on our business plan and projections … learning all we can about regenerative farming and permaculture, organic gardening, composting, raising chickens … learning how to build water catchment systems, compost toilets, water filtering systems … obtaining quotes for our build-out plans as we prepare to find investors. We’ve plenty to keep us busy as we wait for our land to come to us.

We continue forward, holding the truth that brings immense peace and assurance … God is directing our steps. I don’t know if my words have given you some insight into living by God’s Positional System. If you want/need more clarification, drop a comment below.

As always, it is your love and support that means the world to us. Thank you for walking with us on this new journey.

Love and light,

Trisha

How we De-TOXIC-fy

As I begin to write this blog post, the words from Meatloaf’s “Paradise by the Dashboard Lights” keep playing in my head …

Stop right there!
I gotta know right now.
Before we go any further.

So, before I share about what we do, what we eat, what we take … before we go any further …

Know that I share this to give you insights and ideas to spark your desire to be healthy, NOT to stand on the street corner proclaiming our way is the best way, the only way.

We’re not purists by any means. (Ok, truth be told … Bruce IS the purist. Me? Not 100%.) We do the best we can to eat healthy, build our immune system, restore and repair our health.

But there are times when we’re with family and friends and gratefully eat what is prepared.

And times I slip … like when a Dr. Pepper calls my name.

We’re *health-seekers* like you.

And we call our way of living and eating our “De-toxic-fy Diet” …

The Past

First, a look back at the many events and experiences that led to our decision to be as healthy as possible.

Baby Fat

I packed on the pounds with my first pregnancy and by the time my fourth child was born, I was a hefty 180 pounds. All through those child-bearing years, I tried different diets, different products to no avail. I was addicted to sugar … my sweet tooth craved more doughnuts, more candy, more desserts.

You’ll love this …

A doctor’s appointment with our family doctor caused me to get serious about losing weight. That wasn’t the focus of the appointment at all. But as Dr. Ward was wrapping things up, he wrapped his fingers around my wrist and said, “Why, you’re not big-boned after all.” His subtle remark did the trick without him having to confront me about my weight.

Diets

I started the Atkins’ diet, began losing weight and stuck with it … losing 50 pounds. I was a new woman! I kept the weight off pretty much, even though I slipped back to eating carbs and sugar.

When Bruce and I started our life together, we weren’t focused on health. Young and dumb (still in our 50s.) We were clueless.

Bruce was addicted to ice cream – it was a staple in our home. We treated ourselves with sugary delights, drank Diet Mountain Dew, ate whatever we craved or liked.

My doctor suggested removing gluten from my diet, not because I had celiac disease, but because I was suffering from intense leg and foot cramps. It was easy for me to do this after following the Atkins Diet.

For several years we were ignorant of how unhealthy our diet was … until the blaring fact of aging smacked us to reality, made us aware that it was time to get serious about our health.

The quest began and it wasn’t long until we learned about Wild Fit. Their message resonated with us:

WILDFIT is about returning to eating the way Mother Nature intended
 and having the knowledge to give your body the core nutritional elements
that it wants without relying on willpower or the strict rules of a traditional diet.

We didn’t join Wild Fit to lose weight, we jumped on board to reap the health benefits. However, we did lose weight over the 3 months we followed the diet.

The greatest benefit was the knowledge gained about our emotional relationship with food. Wild Fit was the catalyst for all the changes we’ve made since then.

Veggie Smoothies

The Wild Fit diet required making healthy veggie smoothies which I continued religiously. It was a lot of work – from buying the produce, chopping and blending, then freezing the extra servings until needed. Further along in this post, you’ll learn what we discovered to ease my workload.

One final thing about our smoothies. Yes, it was a healthy addition to our diet, except it wasn’t because we didn’t use organic products at the time. Now that we’ve learned more about the *behind the scenes* of organic labeling, we’re completely assured that our smoothies are 100% healthy.

Vegan

After Bruce’s heart attack in 2020, we made an abrupt change to vegan, thinking it was the best way to prevent further heart issues. It caused a lot of work for me to prepare meals. It was expensive to buy all the new ingredients.

It wasn’t long before Bruce admitted that he didn’t enjoy the food I was preparing, that he felt awful for all the work it required. We missed meat! We said good-bye to eating vegan, did lots of research and began the path to where we are today.

The Present

It took a while to navigate a plethora of information and decide what was best for us. Now we eat to live, not live to eat.

Our De-TOXIC-fy Diet

This is how we choose to eat. Remember what I said – we are not purists, we follow our plan as much as possible with occasional slippage.

  • No sugar, processed foods, unhealthy carbs
  • We rarely eat fast-food or at restaurants
  • Choose organic food as much as possible
  • Eat only grass-fed meat
  • Drink a veggie smoothie daily
  • Buy eggs that are labeled *humanely treated* – not just “cage-free”
  • Use highly refined coconut oil for cooking
  • Replaced butter with ghee
  • Fasting, aka Time Restricted Eating

Our snacks?  In place of chips and crackers, we eat organic popcorn popped in Bulletproof XCT coconut oil. We buy organic almond butter and cashew butter from the commune in Missouri that we visit yearly.

And THIS recipe makes a healthier ice cream.

(Bruce is over the moon happy!)

Bulletproof to the Rescue!

Dave Asprey’s story of how and why he started Bulletproof was all the proof we needed to begin preparing the Bulletproof Coffee recipe years ago. We have complete trust in the highest quality of all the products and supplements the company produces.

You’ll become a Bulletproof addict like us once you check out the products, articles, recipes, newsletter and the Bulletproof diet plan.

Our monthly subscription order (which includes a 20% discount) includes:

  • Coffee – because it’s pure Arabica coffee beans, sustainably sourced, Rainforest Alliance Certified and tested for toxins.
  • Ghee – made from the cream from New Zealand grass-fed cows
  • MCT Oil – highly refined coconut oil
  • Greens – provides 35 superfoods, vitamins, minerals and digestive aids
  • Creamer – zero-sugar formula offers both sustained energy and fat-burning fuel
  • Collagen Protein Powder – for healthy skin, bones, joints and connective tissues
  • Express 3-in-1 Probiotic – for healthy digestion and a thriving gut microbiome.

When Bulletproof introduced their Greens product, my first thought was that it would be too expensive for our budget.  I did the math. The cost comparison surprised and delighted me! I would save nearly half by switching. Plus, I wouldn’t have to work so hard preparing our smoothies. YAY!

Wild Pastures Grass Fed Meat

Our commitment to eating only grass-fed meat was limited to the grass-fed ground beef we found in grocery stores … until we found Wild Pastures. Holy cow! What a game changer for us … now we could enjoy chicken and pork and beef and even wild-caught seafood.

100% of Wild Pastures meat is raised on lush, green pastures
by family farmers in the USA using regenerative farming practices.

We are thrilled! We have variety now! We are eating the absolute healthiest meat while supporting family farmers whose farms restore and regenerate Mother Earth.

Check it out at this link where you can get $20 off your first order. We’ll get $20 as well, up to $100 total for referrals. Every little bit helps!

Supplements and Vitamins

I bought a pill dispenser when Bruce was taking a ridiculous amount of pharmaceuticals after his heart attack. Now the dispenser holds our daily vitamins and supplements.

Diving into research about what we need/want to take has been educational, but overwhelming – there’s something for every deficiency and symptom. Currently, this is our regimen:

  • Vit D-3
  • Vit C
  • Zinc with copper
  • Quercetin
  • Magnesium
  • Bulletproof Pro-Biotic

In addition, we take the following Cerule supplements. The story of how they were instrumental in Bruce’s recovery from 13 months of suffering that made us begin end-of-life planning is miraculous.

  • Cerule Stem Cell Enhancer
  • Cerule PlasmaFlo
  • Cerule Cyactiv
  • Cerule Joint

Learn how these supplements restore your health.

I know what you’re thinking … this is expensive. How do you afford these vital products?

We save money by not driving through Starbucks or Quik Trip or McDs every day, by not eating out and by not buying junk food snacks, cereals, etc.

It makes a huge difference in our budget.

But we want/need to do more. Grocery prices keep rising, the empty shelves are alarming and frustrating. Plus, we’ve learned that the organic label doesn’t always represent the standards we thought could be trusted.

It’s time to take control of our future.

The Future

We have lived full-time in our pickup camper since 2010, been on the road since 2013. Thought this would be for the rest of our lives. But life has a way of getting our attention to change our direction.

With all the changes since the *pandemic* of 2020, the loss of freedom, the gloomy predictions of what’s to come, we began to talk with others and everyone said, “We just need our own land to grow our own food, to become self-sufficient.”

That idea, planted in the fertile soil of our hearts, began to grow over the past few months after our hellacious summer of travel. We felt strongly that it was time for us to leave the road, but we had no idea how, where or when.

We came to the desert for the winter, moved out away from the cluster of campers and activities to spend time contemplating, seeking, meditating … knowing we’d find our answer. And we did.

The answer was Divinely delivered, Divinely timed and it’s perfect for what we call our New Mission.

We will obtain land. We will grow our own food. We will do all we can from our little corner in the world to connect and heal people and our planet.

We can’t do this alone.

The dream is beautiful, it’s grand, it’s doable with help. Lots of help.

We are seeking others who align with our mission, our vision.

If you’ve read all the way through this blog post, then your heart is being nudged to contemplate, to consider how you can help.

There are going to be tons of updates about each step we’re taking. Click the button to get all the exciting news.

More to come soon … stay tuned.

The Naked Hippies Have Some Explaining to Do

We’ve returned to our winter home in the desert in Quartzsite, Arizona for the sixth year and it appears to many that we’ve disappeared. For the past five years, we’ve camped in the same spot … on the main busy road, close to the tent where various social activities take place, in full view and available to anyone who stopped by to say hi.

Someone else is now camping in our usual spot enjoying my rock creations. People are wondering

“Where are Bruce and Trisha?”

Change is inevitable, and the disruption it causes
 often brings both inconvenience and opportunity.
— Robert Scoble

It has been quite a disruptive year for us. And, per the above quote … we endured a lot of inconveniences leading us to making a major change in our life.

Last April, we were all set to head to Missouri to see family and friends that we hadn’t been able to visit for two years. The itinerary was fully planned with immense excitement for the many reunions we’d have as we hopped from place to place across the state. And then …

Our last task of filling the fuel tank started the plethora of disruptions that became the theme of our road trip. Unfortunately for us, there was gasoline mixed in with the diesel and Ramsey (our Dodge Ram pickup) immediately got sick. We were towed to our local mechanic who drained the fuel, flushed the lines and wished us safe travels.

From that first tow in April, to when we finally returned to Arizona for the winter in October, Ramsey was towed five times. Disruptions that caused a huge blow to our budget. The numerous repairs plus having to stay in motels while the truck was in the shop mounted to several thousand dollars.

We were blessed by the many people who helped us, especially our dear friends (and Ramsey’s mechanic) Ray and Carol.

Our discussions turned serious.

Oh, we had already tip-toed around making a change in our lifestyle when Bruce had a heart attack and suffered for 13 months until we ditched the meds and chose to take control of his healing through a healthy diet and natural supplements. During those dark and frightening 13 months, we made end of life plans, talked about leaving the road.

With his total recovery, feeling better than he ever had in his life, we resumed our road trip life. The *discussion* was put on the back burner when we agreed that we would KNOW when it was time.

The disruptions of our summer brought the discussion back. We KNEW it was now the time.

We had no idea, no plan of the where, when and how we would be able to make this huge change.

We needed peace and quiet.

Needed isolation to reflect, to contemplate and restore our souls after the hellish summer of travel.

This winter would be a time of searching for guidance and answers. That’s why we moved further out into the desert, away from people and activities.

Another reason we decided to isolate was the disruption caused by health issues I’ve been dealing with for months. While we still don’t have answers until the cardiologist studies the test results, the solitude provided out here in the wide-open expanse of sky and mountains, saguaros and Palo Verde trees is exactly what I needed.

Disruption and chaos always bring opportunities. Because we have learned this from experiences, we are open to all possibilities, all opportunities … and they are springing forth.

The quick and easy change would be to find an apartment or an RV park where we would settle down.

But, we want MORE … more life, more adventures, even more challenges.

This isn’t our first rodeo. We’ve been living our dream since 2009 … we can do it again.

There is excitement building out here in the desert.

There is one possibility that is getting our juices going!

We still have much to learn, to consider, to decide before we share with you. Until then, just know that we are following our hearts’ nudges and guidance with a desire to not only help us, but to help others. 

You can share in the excitement of our new dream unfolding – get all the updates on our steps and progress by signing up to receive our emails. Quickly subscribe.

For now, we ask that you hold the space for us, for this change in our life, for our decisions to be from the desire of our hearts.

With love beyond measure,

Trisha and Bruce

Read more: Bruce’s journey back to health 

Breakdown Experiences 2022

            

Why We Grin When We Break Down

Our life of travel causes concern and worry for some when we are stuck on the side of the road waiting for a tow, but for Bruce and me, it has become a beautiful opportunity to express gratitude for the blessings that come EACH.AND.EVERY time. Instead of sinking into despair whenever Ramsey signals there’s something wrong, we grin at each other and say, “Wonder what miracle is headed our way.”

That is why, after our travel plans to head to Missouri this spring were squashed (after a two year absence from seeing our kids and grandkids), although disappointed, we were filled with expectations and gratitude, knowing everything would be okay.

Tow #1 from our campsite in Quartzsite, AZ

It all began when we fueled up in preparation to begin the trip. Unfortunately, there was gas accidentally mixed in with the diesel and Ramsey soon let us know something was wrong. The first tow took us in for repairs where the fuel was drained, lines flushed and a new fuel filter installed.

Ramsey ran beautifully as we made our way to the first stop to visit family just 2 ½ hours away. When we left to continue on, the truck sailed north towards Flagstaff and we kept remarking how amazing it was running. And then …

Ramsey had no power. We glided to the shoulder of I-17, barely off the highway, snuggled up against a guardrail. We had driven only 80 miles. No time was lost in calling roadside assistance, but it took 3 ½ hours to finally be towed off that horribly busy highway where every passing vehicle rocked us side to side. It was a long wait, but it also was Divine Intervention … a necessary time for us to talk, to consider what’s our next step, what’s the best thing to do; i.e., should we continue to Missouri or head to Oregon where Ramsey’s doctor will heal him?

Tow #2 – Rescued from the hazardous I-17

Those 3 ½ hours were a sacred time as we opened our hearts and let go, trusting that God and a host of angels would guide us. We agreed that it was imperative to head to Oregon to get Ramsey back in tip-top shape. We’d go to Missouri later.

The tow truck driver went above and beyond what was allowed or required to find a place to park us. Every stop at a repair shop was a bust. They either couldn’t work on the truck for days or weeks, or they wouldn’t allow us to sleep in our camper at their shop. This is the first time we’ve ever been told no about staying with our camper. He drove from shop to shop for 1 ½ hours, even took us to a RV park as a last hope, but there were no sites available. Finally, he decided the only place to take us was to his friend’s shop, which he had kept mentioning as a possibility, but hesitated because he couldn’t get in touch with the guy to make sure it was okay with him to drop us there.

We spent the next four days there, awaiting the replacement of the fuel lift pump. We couldn’t have been in a better place (Thank you, God!) for we had access to showers, a kitchen, and a fridge and freezer full of food – all graciously offered. (See why we say we are always provided for?)

Finally, the part was installed and we were back on the road. Ramsey sailed along so beautifully. We made it to Kingman, AZ, then to Barstow, CA, and then to Madera, CA where we stayed with friends for a few days.

Onward we sailed towards Oregon, until Ramsey wouldn’t start again after stopping for gas, just 30 miles from our next destination – a campground in the Mendocino National Forest.

For the third time in two weeks, we called for a tow. You might think that by now, worries were more prevalent than expectations of blessings and miracles. Not so for us. We’ve been through this so many times, have experienced such amazing miracles, that we sit back and wait for them to happen!

Third tow in two weeks! Thank you Roadside Assistance!

Once again, we could not stay in our camper at the shop while waiting for repairs. The little town of Orland, CA has only one hotel – just a few blocks away from the shop – an easy walk if you’re not lugging all the stuff you need for a few days at a hotel. There was no Uber, Lyft or taxi service in this town. Another huge blessing came when one of the mechanics offered to drive us to the motel. We were so grateful, we tipped him $10. (Remember this tip!) It appeared that we would be at this motel for maybe the rest of the week. Gulp! Rooms were $122/night! Still, we trusted everything would be alright.Settling in a hotel room is weird for us – we rarely do it. We missed our home, our bed. And oh, did we ever miss our coffee maker. The room did not provide one! YIKES! I had come prepared with coffee and filters. Fortunately, we were within walking distance of some stores where we found a cheap coffeemaker. All is good now!

The next day, the mechanic who had taken us to the motel called to let us know he worked on the truck and it was running just fine. (That $10 tip worked like magic!) I immediately hurried to the front desk to cancel our 2nd night and hopefully get a refund. At first, she hesitated since it was an hour past check out time, but then she relented. (Thank you, God!) And once again, someone from the shop came to pick us up at the hotel.

We took off, heading to a campground where we planned to stay several days as we watched the weather in Lakeview, waiting for sunny days with temps above freezing so the roads would be clear. And then, the day came for our last leg of the trip – 230 miles to Lakeview on the up and down mountain roads. I talked to Ramsey the whole trip, encouraging him, telling him how many miles were left to get to Ray. One last stop for fuel and we had just an hour’s drive left. Ramsey was a beast … it was as if nothing would hold him back. He climbed those mountain roads with ease. Bruce had to slow him down when he reached 75 mph.

We made it! And this is why we bring Ramsey to Ray every summer …

Ray, the truck whisperer

The first thing Ray said when we pulled in was, “I heard you coming. Ramsey isn’t well.” You see, Ray hears things that no other mechanic does. He KNOWS this truck; he LOVES this truck. He climbed into the driver’s seat, placed his forehead against the steering wheel, closed his eyes and listened to Ramsey – placing his hands on the dash. He could hear what was working just fine and what was not. He knows what Ramsey needs him to do. They talk to each other!

So, here we are now, awaiting Ramsey’s repairs. Our loosely held plans (for we’ve learned to be very flexible and open about plans) are to head to Missouri in July. Our ninth grandchild is due August 2!

We drove 1400 miles, had three tows, three repairs, RV parks and motel expenses and through it all, felt immensely blessed and safe. It’s been astonishing to see what a difference it makes to accept whatever comes our way. Instead of being overwrought with worry, we are filled with the expectation of miracles and blessings. This change of mindset has made all the difference in our life. We not only experience the peace and calm when we break down on the road, but also with everything and anything that comes before us.

So many times, I hear (and have said it myself), “I wish life would be smooth sailing instead of these bumps and boulders.” Here’s the deal. You know what an EKG looks like – the ups and downs of your heartbeat? It’s the same for our lives. There are peaks and valleys. They signify life. Smooth sailing would be like the flatline of an EKG – which signifies death. Yeah, I’ll take whatever comes with grace, with trust, with expectations of miracles.

A favorite quote of mine came from the movie “The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel.” It has become engrained in my being. I say it often:

“Everything will be alright in the end,

and if it’s not alright –

it’s not the end.”

And so it is with us. Stay tuned! July is coming!

Bruce and Trisha

Doctor’s Report Says “HEALED”

I’m having a bit of difficulty settling down to write this because the exciting news I have to share right now might sound like a barker at the circus …

“Step right up folks, see the man, see the miracle, it’s unbelievable!
From laying sick in bed for over a year to running up flights of steps,
walking five miles a day!
He’s 63 years old and feels like he’s 30!

The next Benjamin Button?
From despair and depression to demonstrable energy and joy.
That’s right folks, you are witnesses to a miracle!
Medically proven!
Scientifically backed!
A “God is winking” moment!
Step right up … you can be the next miracle story!”

Yeah, it’s quite a story that constantly rumbles in my heart, that erupts several times a day in shouts of hallelujah and happy dances!

Let me take you on a timeline of this roller coaster journey that at times had me with a white knuckle grip on life. Then came the thrills and chills of witnessing a miraculous recovery.

March 24, 2020 – the downward spiral began for Bruce following a heart attack. During those fifteen months, he was prescribed 16 different medicines for the issues he suffered with daily. It was trial and error … it wreaked havoc with his system.

Count ’em … 16 meds prescribed

April 26, 2021 – tests were done on his esophagus, stomach and colon and the numerous results weren’t pretty.  

One week later – he began a regimen of stem cell enhancement supplements.

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Within 10 days – he began to walk 2 ½ miles daily without feeling any muscle pain or strain after all those months of inactivity. His energy was off the charts!

Within 3 weeks of starting the supplements, he was Zoloft free. He upped his daily walk to five miles.

One month in with the supplements, his blood pressure began to be consistently low … average being 110/67. He is off all prescriptions except one.

June 18, 2021 – a follow up GI test was done, and the doctor’s report said one thing …

                “Esophagitis is healed.”

It was as we expected it to be. We knew the test results would reveal this miraculous turn around. Now we have the medical proof.

When I asked about all the issues listed on the previous GI tests (hiatal hernia, inflammation, erosions and ulcerations in the esophagus and stomach, reflux esophagitis, gastropathy, diverticulosis, polyps in the intestine and esophagus) the nurse looked at me and said, “They are gone. They didn’t find anything.”

The before and after pics from the doctor are further proof.

It is indeed a huge thing to be free of the bottles of pills that had become part of his daily life. It’s astounding to see him full of life, energy, happy and free of the chronic back and neck pain he has endured since he was 18 years old.

So, we talk to people about this ALL.THE.TIME. Everyone we know is suffering and struggling with issues that keep them from enjoying life to the fullest. We all make jokes, and complain and unfortunately, give in to the belief that getting old sucks and that this is just what aging is like. It doesn’t have to be this way.

This is just our story. There are thousands of similar stories from people all over the world. Stories of renewed life, free from the pain, the suffering endured. Read the testimonials … you’ll see.

Your story is next.

You can jump right in here and order …

OR

Call me, text me … I know you have questions.

I’m available.

Let’s get you healthy and lively and feeling great!

Back to living and loving again,

Trisha and Bruce (and Ramsey & Bigfoot!)

Text or call (leave VM please) 573-881-6715
Email: tjb0921@trisha
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How a Caregiver Finds Hope

I’ve been a caregiver all my life. It’s just who I am, what I do. An innate gift from my Creator which I love. It started with playing with my dolls, then taking care of my younger siblings. Then I became a mother … kissing boo-boos, rushing to the doctor, administering medicines, soothing and caring for my kids.

The most intense, heart-wrenching experience was when my son Andrew was diagnosed with Aplastic Anemia and underwent a bone marrow transplant, and then, a double hip replacement when he was a teenager. I immersed in his care, his comfort for months and handled all the details regarding tests, medicines, appointments, doctors, etc. He stood at death’s door. He fully recovered. It was a miracle.

So, when Bruce had a heart attack, I again stepped into the caregiver role. It was different this time. I didn’t expect that. Instead of seeing progress and recovery, Bruce slipped further and further away from life. Day after day, for 13 months, I did all the same things I had done for Andrew and waited for signs to give me assurance he was going to be okay.

I watched my husband dying a slow death, sinking into deep depression, suffering with pain, vomiting, not eating … giving up on ever feeling good again. Calls with his doctors, a psychologist, and a nutritionist and visits to the ER only resulted in adding more medicines … a *try this* kind of treatment.

I held it all together pretty well, most of the time, but behind the smiles and well rehearsed positive statements, I was crumbling with exhaustion and fear. Most days, I could and would carry on with all the tasks and responsibilities in caring for him. But, there were days when I it all came to a head and I had no idea what to do anymore … no energy, no motivation, no hope.

I wanted to scream.

And, of course, on my days of desperation and exhaustion, I couldn’t hide that from Bruce. He sensed it. It brought tears to his eyes as he apologized over and over for putting me through this. He felt so guilty. AS IF this was all his doing? I would assure him I’d be okay – it was just a moment of overwhelm, I’d get through it. And I’d always tell him, “I’m here for you, with you for always – this is what I do!” 

My solace and comfort would come when I’d unload my stress on my daughter, my sisters, or a few close friends who would listen, understand and then ask me, “What are you doing to take care of yourself?”  Ha! That was a question I couldn’t readily answer for all of my focus and attention was on caring for Bruce.

I did find my peace, my solace in nature when I walked the desert wash collecting colored rocks for my creations at our campsite. That was my Calgon *take me away* time. This was my escape, the solitude I needed to restore. The project I was working on was massive – a 16 ½ foot circle filled with the rocks I collected on my morning walks. Initially, it seemed I wouldn’t finish it before we left our winter home.

But something told me to keep on, little by little … complete the circle before you leave. In a way it was a little sign of hope, a purpose to achieve that would turn the page, so to speak … signify completion and open a door for change. I secretly held this hope, this *wish* in my heart – that healing was coming for Bruce.

I finished my circle a few days before we packed up and left the campsite, heading to our friends’ home nearby to stay until Bruce went to the VA for scheduled upper and lower GI procedures on April 26. Of course, we both silently feared the worse … that the tests would reveal cancer.

Our miracle came just days before those tests when our dear friend Thell Prueitt called, concerned about Bruce’s health and excited to share what he had discovered … stem cell enhancement supplements from Cerule. Within minutes of talking to Thell, I KNEW this was our miracle. And was it ever!

We arrived at the VA for the tests, still with some fear of what they would find, but also feeling that no matter what the outcome, we had the answers and it wouldn’t come from more medicines or treatments – it would come from the supplements.

The results were staggering and overwhelming … so many issues found in the stomach, esophagus and colon, all explained as serious and could lead to cancer. Yes, another medicine added and a scheduled follow up GI test in 8 weeks.

We got our miracle!

All of Bruce’s symptoms are gone – and then some! He started walking within one week of taking the supplements – something I’ve tried to get him do for the past 14 years. Within a few weeks of starting them, he quickly built up to walking five miles a day – without any muscle pain from his sedentary life. The chronic back pain he’s endured since an accident at age 18 is GONE! His energy is sky high! He’s happy! He’s healthy!

I have my Brucie back, and I am relieved of caregiving duties. I have my life back, too. We made it through 13 months of hell. We got our miracle.

Listen, I’m here to talk to you more about this for I am sure either you or someone you love is struggling with health issues. Don’t hesitate to reach out to me. This miracle wasn’t just for us – it can be for you as well.

With love and hope fulfilled,

Trisha (and Bruce)

Text me:  573-881-6715
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P.S. As required, I must offer the following statement; however, the company does not make claims of cure/prevention or healing. The users do! “These statements have not been evaluated by the Food and Drug Administration. This product is not intended to diagnose, treat, cure or present any disease.”