Ramblings of a Busy Mom and My Search for Enlightenment
Those will be the last before pics. Mainly because I am a happy person, just not happy with my weight or health. I want this to be a journey that I’m proud of that will help myself, my family, my career, and others!
Before pic: Me last year bloated and probably buzzed!
2011 before shot
This only looks decent because I cropped out the skinny friends to show me!
Before Photos 2012
Me very fat and wearing something way to warm to cover up.
I place alot of emphasis in my life on my heart. Mainly because it (at least in ideas and art) is the place where love, spirit, and everything good is. While scientifically-speaking, it’s a bunch of mumbo-jumbo but it’s one of those superstitious things I’ve picked up on over the years. I had a scare with some pressure that honestly felt like a heart attack. I’m glad I went to the doctor because most women my age ignore those things. It ended up being a couple of others things to do with my lungs and a rib but it was still scary. Scared me into taking better care of myself for sure!!!!
The world is my oyster…..yada yada yada. I always get my cliches’ messed up! Had a wonderful weekend with my extended family but especially some down time with my husband. I’ve been feeling so great the last few weeks. So fortunate. Going down a new path this time and feeling good.
What a happy time. I love getting to eat fabulous food with both my great big families!
For every friend on Facebook who makes me laugh, smile, sometimes cry but always makes me feel loved!! Love you! Happy Thanksgiving!
As a teacher and a mother, I frequently promote dreams and goals in children that….well, many times I know are out of the question but at best, I try to be realistic about the work it takes to achieve. My first ideas weren’t to be a teacher but I worked so hard to get there. I think I do a great job.
My major dreams growing up were to be first, and more seriously than I would like to ever admit, be a dancer. Ballet first, Broadway….I thought at my age now I’d have a dance studio and be happy choreographing. There’s long stories to why that didn’t happen: boys were more important than practice, I was too curvy, early onset arthritis, confusion with my acadmemics.
My next dream was to be a Jungian-style psychiatrist. Focused on writing books and healing/studying the subconscious. I’m still shocked sometimes this isn’t my career.
I may write a book one day. Always thought I would. I grieve the dreams I know I’m too old to achieve now. I still try to present the difficulties to my own kids and “my” kids in class. I try to show you can do anything but it is work.
Every year I have about fifty Hispanic boys who want to be professional athletes. I explain to them scouts only go to colleges. It can be disheartening some days.
Even with those thoughts: your dreams are attainable. Frequently you hear that you don’t always get what you pray for….probably true. Unanswered prayers are many times for the best.
