I don’t ever want to forget this past Memorial Day weekend. Not because I had a ridiculously fun time, but because I was ridiculously sick. Scary sick. Yeah, I came down with a serious case of “I have an Eating Disorder” and just…enough. I’m motivated. I can’t let sparkles and butterflies distract me anymore.
That crane’s not always there. LOl
June is a heavy month for me…I start feeling it in May. June 5th is my brother’s birth date and he’s …you know, and I’m…still here. This awareness is compounded by my June Birthday. Perfect timing to reflect on all my….sigh.. accomplishments. My Mom’s B-day is also in June and she’s sad too and it’s all…well, it’s sad.
But, like the fear I felt when I got sick, I’m using my sad as motivation. It’s what Greg would have done.
Sing-a-long, “S is for Sushi…that’s good enough for me.”
I went swimming for the first time in a while and it felt really good. Like yoga, swimming puts more of ME in myself and I want this summer to gain strength and energy to do the things I love.
Two magic cards that turn into happiness! Thanks Y’all!
Um … sorry I am not having a give-a-way. I’m selfish. So. It’s my birthday month.
Seven is the superior numeral. Sorry Six. But relax. That whole thing about seven eating nine? Fiction.
- I’m going back to my commitment of blogging everyday – every day except when I don’t want to. Yes, I’m a litter-bug. Sorry interwebs.
- If you wanna leave a comment I dare you to leave just ONE word, no explanation, that starts with S. I will have fun trying to glean what you want to convey.