I made a commitment to myself that I’d talk to you each Sunday about my journey to health. Last week was probably the hardest week of my life as I mourn the death of my mom.
I’m still trying to follow some basic tenants:
That’s it. Each day up and out is just a little better. Until that wave of grief washes over me and I have to sit down. So I sit, and shed a tear and then get back up. I’m trying to walk, but my stupid knee is out again. I’ll keep moving. It helps.
Eat less – actually, not quite as hungry anymore. Sticking with meat and veggies. As much as a I can.
Look – I know this post is discombobulated, and not my best for sure — but I’m here. Right here. In the midst of it all, trying to do my best.
And today, that’s enough.