Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Discovering what Content Can Feel Like

As I was whining about the run in my size 12 stretch jeans, not having known that stretch jeans could run, one of my friends told me that I was happily married now, and content. Looking in the mirror that night, I decided that my reflection then was not what content and happy looked like.

I'd been there before, and I'd promised myself I would never be there again. When I stepped on the scale in October, I cried when I discovered the digital numbers reading 214. And I'd promised myself that I wouldn't even need to worry about 200 again! I realized that I couldn't hide it... I'd thought that I was hiding it under my clothes, but clothes don't hide fat. Here I had a wonderful, younger, husband and was starting to realize many of my life dreams. But, I realized, it's not just about dreaming, it's about living. I decided I needed to do something, but I didn't know what. I didn't know where to go.

I started researching, studying, and opening myself up to new possibilities...


  1. Wow! My mom has a blog! It'll be fun for you to have a place for you to share your thoughts, experiences, etc! Enjoy! I'm proud of you Mommy, and all the progress you've made on the crazy journey we call life!

  2. First comment on the first post!