Thursday, March 01, 2012
Sometimes I think about the yesterdays, long gone, that cannot be reclaimed. People sometimes ask if I'd go back to another time and I always tell them I would not. Though I stick with that decision (what choice is there really?), I also know that from yesterday comes assorted knowledge and, hopefully, wisdom.
By experience, I've learned a lot of "what not to do". From experience, I've learned much about logical consequences. I've learned about disappointment, frustration, and fear; I've also learned about hope. Hope is what brought me here to SparkAmerica.
Those closest to us love us--or at least that's the way it should be--unconditionally. With them, our weight is not an issue. That was a tough one for me because accepting non-judgement from anyone was completely contrary to the severe judgement I heaped on myself. They've watched my varied attempts at weight loss and continued to love me--even though that's not how I felt about myself. I'm grateful they loved me when I could not love myself, and it's because of that love that, once again, I am content to move forward gradually in order to gain a healthy lifestyle. Experience has taught me that failure occurs only when you refuse to try again.