If you told me 20 years ago that I would grow up to be a doctor and nutritionist, I would have laughed in your face. I was that rude.
I was a sassy, overweight teenager and regularly snacked on marzipan pastries, ice cream, hot dogs wrapped in bacon and anything cheese. I flunked out of gym class and was the laughing stock of the girls basketball team at my high school in Copenhagen, Denmark.
A concerned family friend, who I now consider an angel of sorts, introduced me to the Macrobiotic philosophy and way of life. I was intrigued. By 18, I was eating brown rice and vegetables in my dorm room and felt good, REALLY GOOD, for the first time in my life.
My curiosity led me to study Human Nutrition at the University of Massachusetts, Amherst. I went on to complete a dietetic internship at New York- Presbyterian Hospital. I became a Registered Dietitian.
Traditional jobs for dietitians are in hospitals and schools serving processed, nutritionally desolate foods. Being in a place full of sickness seemed so far removed from the amazing way I felt when I ate well, exercised and treated my body right.
I was passionate about health and nutrition, but I had no idea how to turn that into a career that suited my goals and dreams.
I was confused and didn’t know what I wanted to do or who I wanted to be. I bounced around at a few jobs in a few States. I was in a relationship that wasn’t serving me and my future wasn't looking too bright. When,
10 years ago, I had a wake up call from a voice in my head that said- ‘THIS ISN’T GOING TO BE YOUR LIFE’! I moved to Indiana to live with my aunt who was dying of breast cancer. She was another angel who helped me navigate the muddy waters of being a 20-something.
My aunt helped me decide to go to graduate school. I wanted to know more about the body, how it works and how I could incorporate my skills into a private practice setting. I moved to Bridgeport, Connecticut and started training as a Doctor of Chiropractic.
The first year into my program in Connecticut, I met a wonderful man who became my husband within a year. Things were starting to look up. I muddled through the first years of marriage, a demanding course load, and becoming a step-parent! It wasn’t pretty, but it was my fairy tale ending. After a couple of years in practice, I had my first child, and then the good times began.
Becoming a mother changed me. It made me want more out of life, and it also challenged me to my limit. It made me want to be a better person in every possible way. It made me want to give more and make people's lives better too. It broke me down and broke me open in compassion, strength, flexibility and grace. It has made me who I am today, and that is my WHY. Why I wake up every day, to be the fullest ME I can be, and to help others do the same.
To live the healthiest version of yourself requires a decision to commit to that path.
You can do it.
I would be honored to help you.