Geeky confession here. I love the movie “The Matrix. The mystery. The visual. The story line. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE the way that Trinity has a soft, yet hard, personality. Our kids LOVE Agent Smith. The quote him. A lot. It’s safe to say that we’ve watched it over a couple dozen times. Yep. Told you. Geek confession.
My first introduction to the Matrix was in 2010. We had left our church, the schools and common sense. We bought a trailer and set out on a journey. For fun at night we watched the Matrix series. Now at first I didn’t particularly care for it; I’m not REALLY that much of a sci-fi fan. But then I started realizing the powerful depth of the story. I never believed I’d actually see a day when I’d compare my life to this fascinating movie. That day is here.
When I left the unorganized-but-organized religious system in 2008 (TIME FLIES!) I thought my mind would explode. Everything I thought about God, Jesus, who I was, was completely turned upside down. As the years have gone by I’ve found myself becoming more and more anti-establishment. What I never saw coming was that would lead me to where I am today.
Although we both grew up in different places, we were born in the same state. I was born in Southern Idaho; my husband was born in Northern Idaho. Our family culture included many meals of white potatoes, corn, wheat, gravy and beef. It was just what you ate. We were the meat and potatoes family. However, as the 70s morphed into 80s the food we ate changed. Both of our mothers were very busy. They relied on fast-prep foods. We both grew up drinking vast quantities of milk, eating huge volumes of orange-glo macaroni and cheese, and consuming countless meals of carbohydrate-laden feasts. There’s a reason we call our mashed potatoes and gravy meals comfort food. It reminds us of childhood.
When we had children we didn’t question the norm. My husband was into low-fat, so we ate low-fat everything. They ate the typical Gerber baby food. When they could eat more solid foods we moved up to the “Graduates”. Then life became busy. Cooking was the LAST thing on my mind. We began to find “healthier” fast food options. Subway. Baja Fresh. Best Teriyaki. My kids loved chicken and rice. Sub sandwiches with just meat, thank you very much. Soon, they began school and the daily school lunches. No longer could we even remotely get them to eat something healthy. So, we went with the standard American diet. (AKA SAD).
My husband worked long hours. Drank GALLONS of Diet Coke. Ate the fastest food that would allow him to get back to work. I continued to stop and pick-up lunch at the nearest drive through. GO-GO-GO was our family motto. Dinner time: more processed food. Our food budget was outlandish…well, actually we didn’t have a budget. We just spent until we ran out of money. Then I started couponing…and stockpiling…and the hits continued.
Twenty years of ignorance has come to a head. We are tired. We ache. We have anxiety. High Blood Pressure. Pre-diabetes. Headaches. Stomachaches. No energy. We think we are “healthy”. It’s all a façade.
Like Neo we find ourselves sitting beside our own Morpheus. We are told that we can make a choice…a choice that will cost us. Time. Energy. Money. Our lifestyle. One choice will lead to more medication, more medical intervention and possible early-end of our life. The other will cost us more, but in the long run, it will eliminate our need for medication, medical intervention AND extend our life. We look at each other.
Morpheus: You take the blue pill – the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill – you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.
It means *I* need to take charge of our family. *I* need to make the changes to show my children HOW to make the changes. It means that convenience is a thing of the past. That the tools I rely upon to support my inability to function will no longer be there. It means a 100% lifestyle change for me.
I look at my husband. We look back at the screen. I decide. I have no choice. The alternative is to continue walking toward an end I do not want to meet.
We decide. No matter what the cost….Welcome to the Matrix.
…To Be Continued…