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...