September 11 again

Sep 11, 2010

September 11 2001 saw me headed for surgery as the second tower was falling. Forgive me, but this has been a blessed day in my life for the pasat 9 years. I am maintaining an 80+ pound weight loss. No I have not stayed a size 6, but I look very nice in my 10s and 12s. It is a wonderful success over the size 24 I wore to the hospital. My knees don't hurt. My hips don't hurt. My scars have all faded to silvery lines that only remind me how wonderful life can be. I am a work in progress. I hated the pounds as they started to come back from my lowest weight. It really is a tool. Sometimes I use it wisely...sometimes not so much. If I were willing to make fat my enimy I could wage a war against these 30 pounds. I choose instead to live each day rejoicing in progress rather than bemoaning my lack of perfection. Thank you Eric for the reminder to post. And to the rest of you who have been a part of my journey, thank you and God speed. To those of you looking toward surgery, you have my prayers.. I wish you all success and peace and love. 

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