It seems like everyday I hear or read about something that is going to kill me and my family. Cell phones, contact lenses, pasta, Trans Fat, High Fructose Corn Syrup, Tylenol, Floride, Tap Water, Oil, Cars, Running too far, The Sun, The lack of Sun, Paint, Strawberries, Peanut Butter, Microwaves, High Heels, Cleaning Products, the absence of clean. The so healthy for you fish that we eat at least once a week? Bad for me. The list can go on and on and on and on and on……Plus, just recently there was a little blog debate on a friend’s blog that I joined in on (and in some ways fueled) about these sort of issues that has really gotten me thinking. And the more I think about it, it is the list that is killing me. (please note that the linked articles may not be the best representation of research, for many of the informative pieces I read are in peer-reviewed journals that I have access to thanks to my teaching at an on-line college. I can not, however, share those links with you being that you are not an attendee of the college, an instructor, nor a paying subscriber of the data base–you simply would not be able to view them. In light of that, I have pulled a few links just for a fun sampling. The other ideas not linked are still items of consumption that I have read or heard having hazards, despite the absence of a link to an outside source.)
We eat pretty well at our home. I know it could be better, but so can virtually every house hold. I will confess to some foods of comfort and ease, especially for Daniel’s lunch. But today, via an article from a FB friend, I now have found out that even my eggs are going to harm me. Ugh!
See my fridge photo above? See the two cartons of ” ‘Naturally Grown’ Cage Free Grade A White Eggs” ? They are yet another ticket to death. I’m obviously on a fast track there ya’ll.
Trust me when I say we are not ones that run to medication, but every once in a while, your kid smashes his face on a wrought iron railing and comes out of it three teeth short, so it is helpful to have some medicine to assuage some of his cries of pain. I like to have it on hand just in case…..But medicine will kill you, right? And so will the lack there of.
Somehow though, amidst all this deadly material, people have begun to live longer. Now “quality of life” can be debated, for one man’s quality may not be quality to another, but we’re still here longer than before. A higher life expectancy is ours.
Thomas’s beloved Paw-Paw would have been 99 this year, had he not passed away in February. I think this man had it all figured out. I never really saw him turn down any type of food. He never seemed to stress about what he was eating or not eating. He did not have the Internet to do research with in order to discover more, but he was a knowledge seeker each and every day of his life. I saw him drink coke and eat cake and ice cream at birthday parties. He even put dressing on his salad, yet, in spite of all these things, he lived to be 98, and he had QUALITY of life, right up until the very end. He was thin, strong, and sharp in mind until just the last few weeks of existence.
What did he do? He ALWAYS applied the idea of moderation. He exercised daily, doing just the right distance of walking at just the right pace. He took vitamin C. He loved the Lord and sought His will each and every morning.
Sadly, I know people that have done just these very things and died in their 30s. I know children that have not even had the opportunity to consume anything wrong and hazardous die of cancer. Although not in picture perfect health, my father was still in decent shape, yet he died suddenly at 35.
Random. What gives?
And even though I know things about health and seek a healthy lifestyle (just ask my husband about how I will get on to him –I’ll confess, NAG him–about things), I am beginning to lose heart, my friends.
Even the eggs above are bad for me…..and I am sure that Peanut Butter is too, even though it is organic and tastes yummy. I bet the crunchy nuts inside were somehow tainted. And let’s not even discuss how if you have a severe allergy to PB, you might just break out in hives looking at this photo.
Those apples? Stuck in some truck next to other apples covered with bad pesticides, most likely.
The blueberries? Death trap, I am sure. Not USDA certified organic, so they will kill me.
What’s a girl and her family to do? Duck, and cover? (make sure you say that in the Cold World jingle voice that I intend)
Duck, and cover. Perhaps…….but then there becomes this whole new battle, which the aforementioned blog comment/post and a current client of the hubby has me considering: obsession towards a healthy goal that leads to lack of well being.
Although Thomas’s client has a good goal in mind: to avoid hazardous materials and the spread of germs, he has begun, at a very young age, to live a life consumed with fear over those very germs he has been told time and time again to avoid. “Wash your hands; it is flu season.” “Do not touch the toilet seat; it is dirty.” He’s scared literally stiff at times, unable to move and function at a daily task. Consumed with the idea of spreading sickness to a point of irritated skin and no friends.
And I am not judging, for I have my own fears, based in “evidence,” that also cause me to consider my approach to my life…….and my eggs.
So, if my eggs, my cage free, organic, grade A, at least I got them on sale, eggs are the death of me, at least it’s been a good life……..