I went vegan about six years ago. It was more of a spiritual calling for me. I got up early one morning to get some chicken, rice and salad. I looked at my chicken and something hit me—I saw death. So, I scraped it off my plate, ate my rice and salad and went back to bed. Later, I woke up crying and I didn’t know why. And then it hit me—it was humility. And with the humility, responsibility kicked in. Now I see that my road is to let people know it is okay to be strong, compassionate and vegan.