Me at my heaviest, the Christmas after my mom died. |
Fast forward 10years. I'm in a happy fulfilling relationship with a man who really cares and loves me, I have an incredible family and friend base who cheer me on with anything I chose to do. I have a sister who at my heaviest weight still loved me and did things with me even though I am sure it was hard for her to see me deteriorating away like I was. We have talked about my weight issue since I have lost it and we both agree that my mom would be healthier now if she was around also because of the healthy way we both live now. Now, I am over 120 pounds lighter, I eat healthy, exercise regularly, and I pride myself on eating tons and tons of fresh fruits and veggies. I was a self proclaimed veggie hater 10 years ago, now I eat vegetables I never thought I would. My treat now is to "splurge" on having a banana with Peanut Butter. I still reward myself now and then, I am defiantly having cake for my birthday, but nothing like I used to eat on a daily basis. I don't drink Diet coke anymore, water only, with an occasional drink or two here or there. I have crossed many things off of my bucket list. I have flown by myself. I have traveled a lot more, driven by myself on trips, something I would not or believed I could not do in my previous life. I am a different person....and I like that person I have become, so I'm not sad or depressed about having another birthday and getting a year older, because frankly I have never felt better, been in better health, and looked better than I do now!
Me a lifetime from the above picture. |
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