My emotions and I are in a love hate relationship. If I'm handcuffed it will be hard to shove junk in my mouth!
I have just 8 days until my daughter and granddaughter move to Australia. I'm so happy for them. Fly out of the nest, go be free!
But me! My baby girl (ok she's 30) isn't gonna be here to sit on the bed for those much beloved chats. Mentally I'm preparing, getting back involved with a women's group for studies and looking seriously at health, weight, fitness and my marriage.
I have lots of ideas and areas to focus my attention. God please help me through this!
I just wanna go to her favorite restaurants and eat all sorts of junky comfort stuff right now, just until she leaves, but deep within, I know another just until x, y, or z will come along and I'll be in the same boat longing to wear the too small clothes in the closet and avoiding mirrors and photos.
My life is going to be different. I am different now. I can concur this emotional beast within. I am not lazy. Every day is a chance to prove to myself; I HAVE PURPOSE!
Thanks for reading. May your day be purposeful too!