Friday, April 19, 2013
This week was different from the average week in so many ways.
On Monday, I had an important business lunch. On Tuesday, I had some dental work and then a big concert (Green Day!). My step-brother's first son was born.
I wasn't able to cook as much as usual and didn't pack my own lunch until Thursday. And the backdrop to all of this was the events in Boston, the gun legislation voted down, the explosion in West, TX. In short, the world felt totally crazy and, in some ways, so did I.
I do not exist in a vacuum. None of us do. It is normal to be affected by events that both directly and indirectly impact our lives. I was not in Boston, have no family and few friends there. But the events there stuck with me all week, making me feel apprehensive, gloomy, uncertain and scared.
It seems a little frivolous to relate a devastating terrorist event back to my little weight loss woes. But everything is connected. This week, I was not myself. We were not ourselves.