09/12/2025
โ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ก๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐.โ
We hear this phrase so often that it starts to sound like a clichรฉโฆ until life shows you, unmistakably, that itโs true.
For more than 30 years, I carried a label that was handed to me like a life sentence: ๐๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ฌ.
D0ct0rs told me, โThis is how youโll live from now on. Probably polyps, too.โ
And I believed them.
Nights were the ๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ. ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ โ always breathing like I was running a marathon in my own bed. Dry mouth. ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฉ. ๐๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐. Endless infections. Cavities. A jaw that developed in ways I later understood were linked to all of this.
It was justโฆ โhow I am.โ
Or so I thought.
Then came the c@vid years โ and a few months in, I found myself lying in bed ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ, unable to function, unable even to keep my eyes openโฆ while still breastfeeding my little one.
It felt like my body had given up.
I was never a fan of tablets. I grew up on them โ every cold, every flu, every season. And at some point, I just felt done. I ๐๐ฅ๐ฐ๐๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ, ๐ง๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ฅ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ข๐๐ฌ, things that came from Godโs hands, not from a lab.
When my daughter developed dermatitis, ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐.
She opened that door for me โ not gently, but divinely.
Children have this way of being our teachers even before they can talk.
But until that awful โflu-likeโ episode hit me, I hadnโt used the oils too much. They were mostly for her.
Until nothing else helped.
๐๐จ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐ .
Mixing oils for breathing, for fever, for my muscles that felt like they were on fire, for my upset stomach, for my spirit that desperately needed to be lifted. I supported my body with supplements and natural vitamin C, too.
It took many days until I could say, โI think Iโm finally better.โ
But thenโฆ ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐งโ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ก๐ฌ.
Three. Whole. Months.
For someone in love with aromas, flavors, and sensations, this was torture. My taste was almost gone too.
And yet โ even this was part of the story God was shaping in me.
๐๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐ฒ, ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ.
And then I noticed something unexpected: my nails were suddenly strong. My hair too. My whole system feltโฆ different.
But the biggest miracle?
One night, I realized something I had never experienced in my entire life:
๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ง๐จ๐ฌ๐ โ with my mouth closed โ easily, naturally, effortlessly.
I just froze.
โ๐๐๐ข๐ญโฆ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ? ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ?โ
And it did.
Day after day.
Night after night.
๐๐ก๐ โ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐,โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐จ๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ฌโฆ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐๐.
Gone. A memory.
Just like that.
And yes โ Iโm pretty sure the people sleeping near my bedroom were grateful too: no more nighttime concerts. ๐
But more than that, I understood something profound:
๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐๐ง.
Sometimes God sends us experiences that shake us, break us, and remake us โ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ โ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐๐ง๐ญโ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฒ.
And when we choose a new pathโฆ healing begins.
If youโve ever been told โthatโs just how you are,โ come discover how aromatherapy can rewrite the story. ๐๐จ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐
๐๐๐๐๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ญ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐ง๐๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐๐ญ๐ก.