So, this past weekend I had to be in Orlando for my baby cousin's Bat Mitzvah (okay, she's not a baby...but she's my cousin's child). My family, other than my brother and sis-in-law, had no knowledge of my recent weight loss and no knowledge of my surgery. I specifically did not "friend" my cousin's husband on Facebook several months ago when he sent a request because I didn't want my family to see pictures. I wanted to wait for the "grand entrance" this past weekend. All of my blood related relatives were less than enthusiastic. I mean, they were happy for me and could see a difference (it's been 4 1/2 years since I've seen most of them), but "eh".
My father (who I do not have a relationship with) is my brother's real estate agent. If mom and I wanted to see the house he and his wife are in the process of buying, the real estate agent had to let us in. So, I got to see "dear ole dad". He noticed and told me how great I looked. Okay, so he's the 1 blood relative who was "excited".
My mom's friend, of 35 years, and who knows I had surgery and has seen the pics, was just "ga-ga" over me. Couldn't get over how great I looked. And the pics don't tell the whole story.
My aunt's friends, of 50 years, told me how great I looked...and the husband had one simple word for me... "HOT"
My cousin's in-laws (so I guess they are my in-laws by proxy) noticed immediately and told me how great I looked.
My cousin's husband redeemed himself by coming up to me Saturday am and saying he was so busy Friday night, he forgot to say something, but I looked fabulous!
Assorted friends of my aunt and mom all were very excited about how I looked.
My aunt was excited, but not as excited as I thought she would be and it was almost a phoney excitement.
I get better responses at work, on a daily basis, from strangers than I did my family.
This got me to thinking...the people who were really NOT excited for me were my brother, sister-in-law, and my cousin. During the weekend, I found all 174 pounds I've lost...my brother, sister-in-law, and cousin apparently found them! All 3 of these people are at the heaviest weights I've ever seen them at. Maybe this is why they weren't overly excited? Maybe they are jealous?
Whatever the reason, you can't pick your family. I look fantastic and I know it, and even flaunt it. I seem to be having no body concept issues whatsoever. While I didn't need them to tell me how fantastic I look, it would have been nice. It's been a long road (I've been significantly overweight all my life) and it's taken a lot of hard work to get to where I am. I have less than 90 pounds to get to what I think will be my goal weight. I've never only been 90 pounds from a weight goal. So, I would have appreciated their excitement and enthusiasm. Oh well!