Today I weighed in at 62 kg. That's what I weighed exactly three years ago. I remember that number clearly. I'd stepped on a scale at a hot spring spa while I was traveling. I hadn't bought my own yet. I was shocked to see that I only weighed 62 kg! Actually, my weight was probably was quite a bit less earlier that year, but my appetite was finally starting to come back after a series of horrible heartbreaking events.
I bought a dress on that trip that grew too snug for me almost immediately after. As healing and happiness increased, so did my weight, unfortunately! I finally tried the dress on again today, and it fits me at least as well as it did then... maybe better. If I stick with my good habits, I'll be able to wear it this fall with confidence.
After writing that, I'm feeling incredibly thankful right now. I started out just wanting to write about a dress and how happy I am to have lost a few pounds, but I've ended up reflecting on how far I've come since that bizarre and sad year. I've been pretty quiet towards God since then, sometimes just for loss of words, but right now I feel compelled to thank him for bringing me through to where I am now.