A Nafas Journey | To Build Something More Significant.

 


Most of my adult life has been about me: my career, my health, and my universe. My health situation, in particular, made it very challenging to see life beyond my parameters. I've always believed that you come first and need to be well and in an excellent place to help others. The concept didn't change, but how I perceived its meaning did. Life has given me a complex, memorable lesson: I have the tiniest control over the events in my life. But I do have control over how I react to them.

I recently decided to stop pursuing doctors and medical procedures to "fix" my health issue and to adapt to the current situation and live with it. To expand my horizons and go beyond myself. To help people going through challenging times, who may be lost, unsupported, or misguided like I once was.

A few things have been taken from me, but I've been given way more. I found hope and light in my deepest and darkest moments, but I wasn't on my own. I've had exceptional people come into my life at various random times to be the inspiration and support I needed at those moments.

I want to provide a light of hope for others, to offer them kindness, compassion, and support. That's why I've started Nafas and the Nafas-Comm initiatives. That's my passion, and that's what I will do. But like most things in life, I can't do it alone. I need you, and they need us.

You don't need much to help out, and you don't need a degree. You only need to give some time to be human.

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