How did life get to be so crazy? Sometimes I feel I get worn out just by listening to my girls talk and talk and talk. The twins are preschoolers and there is nothing more satisfying to a preschooler than the sound of her own voice. That being said, I unfortunately have not been finding the time to exercise. I am lucky if I make it through the day sometimes.
On Friday I attended a funeral with my husband. It was for one of his best friends that committed suicide. Funerals always make you take a closer look at your life. I think when someone dies, it makes your imminent death seem more real. Especially when it is someone who is young. It is nice to sit and take a deep breath and thank god for another day to be a better person. With that thought, I hope it is a long time before I die because I have a lot of things I want to improve on. At the funeral, Adam's brother got up and it was supposed that he would give a nice talk on what a great guy Adam was, but he got up and said he had nothing to say and sat down. I hope that one day when people gather together to mourn my passing, that instead of sorrow, I hope that people will look back on my life and celebrate a life well lived. I guess you are wondering what this has to do with weight loss. I would have to say everything. If I live to be old and gray, I want those final years to be good years- full of energy and happiness. I don't see weight loss as a journey with a destination, but more of a life style change.
Monday, September 29, 2008
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