Why Is It Okay To Hurt Someones' Feelings?

Some time back, my ex-daughter-in-law posted on Facebook that I should buy my husband a bushel of corn. Do I know he's overweight? Of course I do; we both are. It was so hurtful. This man is the most loving person I know and treats me like gold.

I have stgruggled for the last 2 or 3 months; using my heart arrhythmia for part of my problem, just plain not feeling good, and maybe...just maybe leaning on that age thing. I think it is time to go to the crossroads:

I have to decide, for me, if I'm going to be in the game or sit on the sidelines.

I got my shirt ready. I'm ready.


Every morning I take me time; we live on a beautiful lake as some of you know. I get up, weigh if it is weigh day, pour my coffee, and head out to the screen porch to watch the finches and the hummingbirds. What a life....but it will be an even better life if I felt better....50# from here.