Fear was the drink that filled my cup
yet thirst drove me on to partake.
I emptied the bowl and held my breath
waiting for something to break.
All that I dreaded did not come nye,
no demons of hate and guile.
Just my own little face looked back at me
with a wink, a nod, and a smile.
Yes, I have always been my own worse enemy, critic, what have you. Well, that has all been figuratively and literally changed with my VSG. This is going to be grand!
I want to use this blog as a recorder of my physical state but I think I will also have to use it for my spiritual, psychological, and emotional state.
not hungry (this is good. this is bad - it means I will have to think about what I eat. ok... this is good)
my daughter had to come rescue me today and took J & R for the weekend (2 grandchildren we are raising); thank you sweet daughter; J is severely developmentally delayed and my spirit broke - it just gets to be too much
the laundry needs to get done but no one is doing it. hello ? didn't you hear me crying and swearing about it this morning? *sigh* guess I'll do the laundry
it's so quiet in the house
am I losing it? hahaha... I punned myself
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