It’s Rachael and I’d like to share a very personal story with you if that’s okay...
It was a September Sunday morning just a few short weeks ago.
Sundays in our house are usually reserved for going to church, spending family time with our two boys, or Michal working at a farmers market.
On this particular Sunday I was standing next to Michal’s bed in the ICU.
Michal had an infection.
The doctors were prepping Michal for his second emergency surgery in less than 24hrs.
Everything was going to be fine... right?
I mean...
We were at the hospital...
All the doctors were there...
Plus Michal is a strong and healthy guy...
All the doctors were there...
Plus Michal is a strong and healthy guy...
But then the surgeon came into our hospital room.
He started talking about Michal’s chances of survival.
Wait! What’s going on...
I went into shock.
All the questions you can imagine started racing through my mind.
As Michal was being rolled away to surgery I remember saying, “We are going to grow old together. I’ll see you soon - I love you.”
Michal made it through surgery.
I thanked God.
I took a breath.
I thanked God.
I took a breath.
Everything was still going to be fine... right?
The next thing I remember is the Code Blue alarm going off...
... for the second time that day.
Michal had flatlined - again.
Please excuse me if I’m sharing too much.
Honestly I wasn’t sure how much to share, but I know how much Michal loved you and the rest of our customers.
I think he would want you to know.
As the doctors and nurses were racing to save Michal’s life there was a lot of praying...
... and a lot of screaming.
It was awful as you can imagine.
I was still in shock.
The next thing I knew Michal was gone.
My Wild Horse (that’s what I called him) was off to Heaven to dance with his best friend Jesus.
My Wild Horse (that’s what I called him) was off to Heaven to dance with his best friend Jesus.
I was left curled up on the hospital room floor next to Michal’s bed trying to process what just happened.
The reality of being without Michal and raising our two boys who are 1 and 4 years old (Ari and Ethan) without him was just starting to set in.
If prayer is something you do I would welcome one for me and especially for our boys. My 4 year old son tells me multiple times a day he misses his dad.
As I navigate this new season of life I want you to know that Michal and I started Moringa Vinga together.
I’m committed to honoring Michal and continuing our shared vision.
With your support I’d like to continue serving you as one of our incredible customers as we push forward to share the Moringa Vinga message with more people.
Thankfully I’ve got an incredible family, incredible friends, and an incredible team around me to keep taking steps forward.
I have some more thoughts to share with you about Moringa Vinga, but if it’s okay I want to continue to process my thoughts and I’ll share them in the next email.
Thank you for holding space for me here as I shared all of that with you. Please know Michal loved Morgina Vinga and he loved our customers with incredible passion and commitment.
I know he would want me to say...
Thanks for your trust in Moringa Vinga.
Thanks for supporting our mission as a loyal customer.
Thanks for supporting our mission as a loyal customer.
We don’t take it for granted.
I’m encouraged to share more soon.
With love and gratitude,
Rachael