Wednesday, November 27, 2013
As the whole holiday season really kicks off this week with the food fest of Thanksgiving, I am reflect on holidays past as my parents use to prepare for the big meal. Gran Gran and the gang would come, we go pick up Moma Ruth-my great grandmother and eat and eat and eat. As a child I play all day, as a teen I would yak on the phone and run to the mall to shop and now as an adult living in Kansas I just exhale and give God the glory.
Moma isn't here to celebrate with me. I am trying my best to put on a happy face for Lou and really get into the holiday spirit. I am struggling for some reason. I feel pressed. I do not like my weight plateau and I really just want to curl up in bed and pull the covers over my head and let the day pass me by. I didn't even sign up for the Turkey Trot 5k as I have done in the past three years.
So I have to pull myself up by the bootstraps, stop having my pity party and get on living. I have to do the work to get the weight off, that includes limiting my carbs and loading up on the veggies. Moma is not coming back on this earth, so instead of mourning her missing presence, I will celebrate the love and life she always has shown me and my sisters. Time for me to get on busy, creating my new life in Christ, with Louis, with my new friends and my family. I have a lot to be thankful for, this I know. God did not make me a whiner, He made me a champion, so it is time I act like it.