QOABs_Journey
I am 38 years old, married (Tony) with 2 boys, Quenton 14 and AJ 7. I also have two step-daughters, Shantae and Tiffany and 3 grandchildren, Nevaeh, Kyan and Zanya. I have always had a great sense of humor, but several years ago I began laughing at myself and making fun of myself. I think I used this as a defense mechanism. I made light of my weight because I didn't want other people to make fun of me.
I remember being in high school and being a size 5, and wondered why girls always complained about their weight. I got married at 18 and started gaining weight soon after. Had Quenton in 1995. After I had Quenton, I remember a doctor telling me my weight was 201.....I couldn't believe it. So I started aerobics. I lost over 50 pounds. Then gained it all again. Divorced in 96. Weight got worse. Remarried in 2001 and had another son, AJ and my weight has grown ever since.
I'm now tired of feeling sorry for myself, afraid to be in social situations, afraid to stand next to my husband. I remember one day my youngest son told me that all of his friends make fun of him, because I'm fat. I thought that was the worst of it. But when I noticed he felt sorry for me....it actually made me feel worse. He's a great kid and too young to understand the signficance of it all.
I became an ordained Minister in Sept (09) and I have no problems preaching or speaking the Word in front of anyone. But I'm always aware of myself. Especially when I need to put on lotion, socks or tennis shoes. I can't even paint my toenails without hyperventilating. I'm ready for a change. I need this. I'm praying and thanking God every step of the way for my life and for my soon to be weight loss success. I count everything as a Blessing. Today I started my pre op diet, and I feel great. I'm focused. I'm ready. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me!
I'm dedicating my weight loss and my journey to the memory of my mother, Evangelist Bessie Linda Jones, who at time struggled with her weight. I miss her so much, and at times feel empty without her here. The pain that I carry around is so deep and her loss does not get any easier as time passes. But she would want me to keep my head up and carry on.
So Mom........ this is for you!...
About Me
Before & After
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