Coincidence? I think not.

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Uh, cuz Kirsten, good call on that comment yesterday. I failed to mention, my PB&J sandwich was INDEED not real peanut butter. Ya’ll know I’m scared of that stuff! It was in fact the sunflower butter!

You know what I’ve realized recently? Every day I get stronger and stronger. As I pick up the pieces, I am more able to look back and realize why things happened. That’s far from it being easier to deal with but being able to connect two events and how one played into another is pretty eye-opening.

In a round about way, I found myself yesterday re-reading the “I am numb” post I wrote at 1:47am, about 12 hours after I found out about my mom passing away. And then I wondered what I wrote about in the post prior to that, the what I thought would be the last post before my final weigh in. As I read it, I got goosebumps.

Here’s a snippet:

No matter what happens tomorrow with the scale, I am proud of where I am and how I got here. More importantly, I am proud of the fact that I did not give into marketing ploys or crazy thoughts in my head and really truly allowed myself to be vulnerable. To fail and struggle, to learn how to fall down and to learn how to pick myself back up time and time again. I am beyond speechless at what I have learned about myself and who I am. More importantly, I am now so much more aware of what I have yet to learn, and I look forward to what’s next.
So…on that note, although I will weigh in tomorrow morning, I do not intend on posting an update. You see, tomorrow is a special day in my life; therefore, I plan on surrounding myself with Carlos and my family to concentrate on things more important in my life then the number on the scale.

Wow.

And so true, it was a very special day in my life – and so true that I did surround myself with Carlos and my family, to concentrate on more important things in life then the numbers on the scale. Little did I know how much of an impact that day really would be.

I smile now knowing how much of a cheerleader my mom was for me on my journey. And I pray for each one of you to know what its like to have a cheerleader of your own.

One of my mom’s final thoughts, via a comment on the blog was:

“Now as we travel the road of life, we need to pick up others along the way as their loads may be too heavy to carry.”

Please remember – in the end, as much as sometimes it seems to be, the scale is not what should matter in our life. Think of that the next time you get on the scale.

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