With still sore muscles and aching belly I sat in front of my dietitian and thought, “This is never going to be easy again.” With only a 3 lb weight loss and the news that my puree diet has to last a month I swallowed my tears and left. On the way to my Jeep it hit me. It’s worth fighting for.
This isn’t about being skinny or hoping I fit into a bathing suit again – though that’d be awesome cool; it’s about facing myself. The true challenge of our lives …. to know ourselves and to give of ourselves. The gift that keeps on giving. If I can rise to this challenge and face my fears, insecurities, temptations, and negative behaviors then I can clear the path to the me underneath it all. Am I funny? What do I like? Do I giggle? Am I wise? Do I make people feel better?
I can love my husband on a deeper level and be a respected mother who has shown her children a valuable lesson. I can be the friend who is sympathetic and understanding. I can love fully, deeply, and with authenticity. I can walk the walk.
The pounds come off but so do the layers of me. I’m holding dear today the truth that I am proud of my journey.
August 16th: 265 lbs
September 15th: 235 lbs