Day 169 in my stumbling toward Mickey at the Magic Kingdom in October (8 months and 19 days to go)
My plan for today was to get through this morning. I sang at the funeral of a friend. It was a beautiful celebration of a life will lived. Betty is a person who definitely heard the words. “Well done, good and faithful servant,” when she arrived in heaven. Her son shared part of a dream that he had last night. Betty visited him to say, “I have no more pain. Heaven is beautiful. God is real.” What an amazing message for family and friends from this truly beautiful woman. She is an inspiration.
Betty was planning to lead our St. James women’s retreat this spring. My tribute to her will be to step in and run the retreat. I will think of her fondly on the day.
However, when I came home from the funeral service I had my first HUGE eating fail since I began this quest five months ago. I had doughnuts with a full sugar latte from the land-of-Dunkin. I don’t know why did it. I just did. Then I promptly fell into a sugar-coma nap and woke up feeling sick to my stomach. Lesson learned. It was NOT worth it.
Now when I’ve failed to make good choices in previous diets, I’ve usually thrown in the towel. I had blown it anyway, so what was the difference. I’m not doing that this time. I will have a healthy chicken and brown rice dinner with plenty of raw veggies for dinner. And then I will keep make the best possible choices for my body. I want to continue to eat to live and not to live to eat.
Thanks for reading, dear friends. Meet you at the Kingdom!
7 thoughts on “Ashes, Ashes, We All Fall Down”
Think of it as a good thing — it jolted you back to reality. I’ve been there many times and I know how it feels. Kudos to you for taking the bull by the horns. Onward Christian soldier!
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Cheers to taking the bully the horns! 😉
I mean the bull by the horns. 😘
After putting our cat down at the beginning of the week we went out and ate everything. It didn’t make us feel better either. No matter how good the food, it ain’t going to feel some of the empty voids inside our stomachs.
I was so sorry to hear about Baiza. Food is not the answer. I know that and yet I just didn’t care yesterday.
Hang in there, Donna….we all fall short, from time to time …humillity is good…rely on God to get you through this…”I TRUST in YOU, JESUS”
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I love those encouraging words, Karl. Thank you!