Eight years ago, the day after Valentine's Day, we founded Our Health Co-op, so February is a very special month for us. Stephen, Teri, Tess, and I look at each other and shake our heads, wondering where the time went?!
When we started the Co-op, I had yet to hit my mid-40's, was clueless about autoimmune diseases, and had yet to relate to all those menopausal women we served. Stephen was still in his 30's, ate like a true bachelor, and had yet to pop the big question to Kelly. Teri still smoked, would never have considered growing wheat grass or juicing at home, and had not yet met Harley.
Tess, still a teenager and helping out with customer service, had yet to build credibility in pitching anti-aging supplements much less writing her own blog on the topic. Donnaree, our young shipper, had yet to be interested in all the products she was packing each day, and she had yet to shed those 40 pounds she gained after leaving Jamaica for the U.S.
And...the "kat" had yet to prove to be more than a fanciful creation of the founder, my father, who was as narcissistic as he was inventive. While my father passed away, the "kat" lives on and the Co-op is going strong. For that, we are all grateful.