I heard this on the radio … “Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, It’s about dancing in the rain.” I’m teaching myself that I’ve always lived, holding my breath waiting to exhale. Always waiting for that phone call to come announcing that some tragedy had taken place. When the phone call came in 2008, I did not accept it – I didn’t believe it – someone made a mistake …. I held my breath until SOMEONE brought a correction, but none came. What does that have to do with my 100lb weight loss journey? I’ve been waiting, holding my breath for that number that represented the end of the journey, that the storm had passed, now there is nothing but clear sailing ahead, no more rainy days, no more cloudy days, but sunshine is just around the bend. How unrealistic. With 7 lbs to go, I’ve got to hurry up and learn to dance in the rain.
