Saturday, January 07, 2017
My 95 year old gma fell on the Thursday before Christmas. She passed over on New Years Day at 3 am.
Since about the time of her fall, until I finally took the plunge and stepped on the scale again I gained 13 lbs. I comforted myself with food, and indulged in everying my tastebuds desired, that didn't have to be chewed.
We were never close. In fact as a friend of mind asked me to look back on our relationship, I realized that she was actually my first bully. The extremity of. grief was surprising, but after the second day of pretty much constant sobbing, questions were answered without being asked. Recent events that made no sense came into focus. It doesn't matter what your beliefs are about the afterlife. I felt her reach out to me. I felt us connect in a way we never could have when she was alive.
So here I am, yet again fighting my way back to spark people. The Winter 5% Challenge starts next Saturday. I am on the Determined Daisy team this time, which is appropriate. Although I keep having these stutter steps trying to get things back on track, I am determined to fight my way through this emotional barrier. I'm still down 65 lbs from last year, and that is a very good thing!
Thanks to all of those of you who keep on supporting me despite my intermittent activity!