My body is a onederland!!!

Okay, well maybe it's still more of a marshmallow mountain, but *drumroll please* I am now under 200 lbs. for the first time in a kajillion years! There are just no words to describe the sense of victory that overtook me the morning I stepped on the scales and saw the 2 replaced by that 1.

So, here I am, updating my blog for the first time in months. What took me so long, huh? Well, first it was discouragement. Then it was, well, discouragement. Sending both of my sons to Iraq derailed me emotionally. Here's a newsflash: just because a person seems to be handling things well on the outside, doesn't necessarily mean that they're feeling all that calm, cool, and collected on the inside. Plus, there was a wedding to tend to, my youngest grandbaby to spend as much time as possible with, and a new addition to the family in the form of a 4.8 lb. maltese puppy. Oh, and speaking of additions to the family, we were given the happy news that our oldest son and his sweet new wife are expecting their first child. That will be grandbaby #11 for us. Talk about blessed!

Without sounding pop psych-ish, the past few months have also been a time of learning and realization. One big realization for me was that I needed to let some dreams die. There are things I can't change, people whose decisions I can't override. I'm learning to let go of those hopes, those fantasies of what should be, of what I'd like things to be. Now I'm challenged to refocus those hopes and dreams and I'm succeeding.

Taking control of my weight was a big step for me in taking control of my life overall. Corny, I know. Again, pop psych-ish. But very, very true nonetheless. When I took control of my weight I also took control of my physical health, and when I feel better physically I feel better emotionally as well.

Sheesh. Now, I've got Elton John playing piano in my brain, singing "Circle of Life". Stop the insanity!

Until next time...