littlemissmaggie
Twas the Night Before the Night Before. . .
Aug 23, 2009
Twas the night before the night before. . .
I decided to get out my instructions and read once more. . . .
My stomach filling full with a nervous tickle
Realizing wow, i am really in a pickle. . . .
I told my self,
it is for me and my health . . . . .
It is surgery that I really need,
for the sake of my future, my life indeed. . . .
In the first waking moments I may want to shout,
But no, i cannot, I cannot freak out . . . .
What the hell have I done . . . .
It's too late to run . . .
But, will, will it be too late. . .
For this is the beginning, the beginning of my new fate. . .
I might one day,. . be able to walk and take a jog . . . .
and play more with my kids and also my dog. . . .
In just a few months of following the rules. . . .
you might see me sitting, sitting along side a pool . . .
I wont be a size 5 . . .
but looking forward to being alive. . . .
Maybe then I will feel Healthier, Energetic and Happier. . .
instead of now. . .which is tired, crappy and crappier. . . .
So I am telling myself--- to just hold tight . . . .
It's gonna be rough--- but to fight the good fight. . .
And so here I am ---just starting Round One. . . .
My new life journey---- has just begun. . . .
~little.miss.maggie~