This is the beginning of our story. By Brittany Cole

When my Dad first walked into my room around the middle of february and announced he was going vegan and he wanted me to join him, I completely thought it was just going to be a phase and that it eventually would sizzle out. I rolled my eyes a few too many times and listened to him rant. And I said I would give it a try. I had a previous engagement that evening and was trying to rush out the door. My dad sat down and started to watch the documentary he had come across called Forks Over Knives. At some point it caught my attention and sat down and watched it. The things they talked about in this video struck something deep in the gut and made me question what I had been taught. The videos message was simply this:

"That most, if not all, of the degenerative diseases that afflict us can be controlled, or even reversed, by rejecting animal-based and processed foods".1

That wasn't what I was taught as a kid. My family has always been moderately healthy and more so recently but this was completely different. I tried to shrug it off and continue with my life but the seed was already there, growing, and demanding change. I remember I had about an hour and half before I had to be somewhere and I was hungry so I stopped at the Article Circle by my house and grabbed a hamburger and some fries. About halfway through the hamburger I took a long look at it and the thought popped into my mind, this is the last hamburger I'm going to eat. It had a sad, disappointed undertone to it. Like my mind had already made the descision before I consciously realized it. And so far it has been true. I haven't had a hamburger since them, nor any other meat. Animals products followed a little bit after that. It's certainly been a struggle and I'm not perfect  but this is my side of the journey.