22 down, 18 to go
About 6 years ago, I bought a black, sparkly sequin dress. It was way too small and fit awkwardly. I wore it out a couple times, but it was uncomfortably tight. I finally threw it in the back of my closet, making it a lost cause.
This morning: I opened my closet, took out the dress, and got up the courage to put it on. It fit perfectly. I nearly cried.
My ears hear what others cannot hear; small faraway things people cannot normally see are visible to me. These senses are the fruits of a lifetime of longing, longing to be rescued, to be completed. Just as the skirt needs the wind to billow, I’m not formed by things that are of myself alone. I wear my father’s belt tied around my mother’s blouse, and shoes which are from my uncle. This is me. Just as a flower does not choose its color, we are not responsible for what we have come to be. Only once you realize this do you become free, and to become adult is to become free.
Almost at the 20 lb weight loss mark and feeling great! The support of my family and friends has been overwhelming; I’m truly at a loss for words. I can’t thank my husband, Dan, enough for his words of encouragement; not to mention his diet friendly cooking skills! I now crave workouts and love eating healthy. Life has definitely changed for the better. ;)
Nobody climbs on skis now and almost everybody breaks their legs but maybe it is easier in the end to break your legs than to break your heart although they say that everything breaks now and that sometimes, afterwards, many are stronger in the broken places.
Late Night Buttons on Flickr.
The face I wake up to at 3AM….
These are the songs I currently can’t live without:
1. Crown on the Ground, Sleigh Bells
2. Spitfire, Porter Robinson
3. Tick of the Clock, The Chromatics
4. Midnight City, M83
5. My Eyes, Nero
6. Professional Griefers, Deadmau5
7. When I’m Small, Phantogram
8. Home, Above & Beyond
9. Velvet, The Big Pink
10. Beast, Nico Vega