My husband bought me this blouse 2 years ago, when he went to Honduras on a mission trip. It said “size L”. This week, after losing 70 pounds, NOW, I can finally wear it. That’s some “large”!
And here’s the back:
I’m having SUCH FUN! On Sunday, after church, I went to the Albuquerque Art Museum and then to Old Town, all by myself. I know, that’s weird to some, but I haven’t had much confidence for oh, about….10 years. I just love that I don’t think about myself anymore: How do I look? How am I moving? Are people looking at me? How long can I stay out before I’m exhausted? Where can I sit down? Seriously, it rocks being fit and healthy. Seriously.
Another huge move for me is that I signed up and paid the huge bucks to go to a writer’s conference (The American Christian Fiction Writer’s), one that I’ve been way too afraid to attend in the past. And also? I signed up to sing in their choir on Sunday morning at church services! That is SO not the old me.
Now I just have the normal fears. Will I fall down in front of 500 people? Will I forget how to sing? Will my clothes spontaneously fall off of my body? You know, normal stuff.
I feel as if I’ve been freed from prison and I like it. A lot.