Yesterday I read someone's blog posting about not being her true self for so long, about getting lost in the junk and the mess. It got me thinking: am **I** really ready to give up being fat and snacking and having troubles moving around? Am I ready to take a true and honest look at myself?
No. I'm not me. Not yet. I know what she was saying but I'm pretty sure I'm not there yet. Not ready to sweep out the cobwebs. Maybe soon.
Yet another delay - I honestly started back on my writing, while preparing to get the house ready to sell and monitoring my son's epilepsy ... then it happened. Another lump ...