right now I am struggling to be able to talk about my little "diet" fiascoes that I cause for myself when I know there is someone in the hospital that just wants to talk on her own.
I get to eat food. REAL food. ANY kind of food I want.
She only gets a tube of food.
I get to GET UP every morning. Walk around, hug my loved ones. Use all my extremities how I please.
She can't really move at all on her own.
So sure I could be writing about Special K cracker chips or how gross I think Greek yogurt is, but right now those things don't seem to matter much when you compare it to the grand scheme of things.
It seems a little selfish, contrite even, of me to be so concerned with a pound or two when I am so blessed to be UP and LIVING my life as I please.
It's all about prioritizing.
Perspective.
What is important and meaningful?
Now, at some point my perspective will change.
My priorities will shift.
I may even let you know about my favorite craze at the moment. But I do hope to keep a piece of what all this is teaching me.
I have a GOOD LIFE.
happy
health
stable
loved
eating
moving
breathing
working
talking
thinking
So what's a pound or two right now, when I have all this to think about and be thankful for?
I'm sorry you are having to endure so much at such a young age. I applaud your perspective. I know that you are learning what is important in this life, not that you didn't already, but it is SO different when you have a loved one who is suffering. Continue your journey to be healthy and don't concentrate so much on what the scale says. Enjoy your loved ones every day because, as you know, none of us are guaranteed tomorrow. Blessings to you!
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I am glad you read and can find something to relate to or even laugh at. I have always been very close with my family while growing up. Thank you for your kind words of encouragement! :)
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