Blinking into the Sun
Sunday, May 19, 2019
As I type, there's a small little bruise on the inside of my right arm. I had blood drawn for a discount on my insurance at work.
I'm not looking forward to the results. And that - dear reader - is all on me.
I'm old enough to know better and I'm smart enough to know why. I've passed the point of "looking good naked" (although, there is still that) and I've moved into the realm of "living healthy" and "enjoying our retirement years".
Table stakes have been raised.
My sweet husband asked me to go to the Farmer's market with him yesterday. It's a wonderful place and he genuinely wanted to share it with me. I hadn't showered yet, so I was a little hesitant but I threw on some clothes and off we went. As we were leaving, this random thought popped into my head "I wish I had time to lose 30lbs".
Get that? I wanted to lose 30 lbs BEFORE I STEPPED OUT OF THE HOUSE. That's absurd, and I know it's absurd. But still, that's where my head was. I didn't want strangers to see me as I am.
Which means, not only am I not at my healthiest, I'm also not at my happiest.
While my husband was buying some coffee from kids funding a trip, I turned my face to the sun and I thanked God for this day. And I asked him for many more like them.
We'll have an empty nest next year. There's still a whole lot of life ahead.
I want to be an active participant.