Gratitude, The Challenge....

My body has to be respected and adored!


I started writing a book. Nothing that I had planned… it just started flowing and before I knew it, I think I have a chapter.

My confidence has increased this week because I have done things that I have never thought I could do, after I got sick. My body has to be respected and adored! Just like my body needs this respect and love so does my mind. It does not need to be filled with false worries and fears that cannot be addressed by me or at least by me at that moment. Nor does my body need to be filled with wine and sugar. For the last few weeks I have laid off the these things but last night I needed Ben & Jerry’s so bad.. I was weak but only 1/4 weak and not the whole pint weak… plus my roommate picked up one that was made without dairy, yes the deal sweetens! The test was in a bag of Reese’s minis unwrapped. So there, confessions of a chocoholic!

The point of all this is that I did not plan on starting a book this morning, it just started, I did not plan on teaching twenty classes, sometimes things just happen, I did not plan on eating all the Reese’s unwrapped except for like 10… but I did.

All of these things happened without planning and granted, planning is a beautiful thing when it comes to vacations, meals, war and maybe football. I do not know. I am the worst planner in the world but I do prepare. I know it is better if I prepare my vitamins two weeks ahead, prepare food two weeks ahead, freezing most, and backstock things like shampoo, toothpaste, cat food and litter, etc.

I do not think the chapter I have would have come if I had planned it, I had to be in a certain space for it to flow like it did. I would not have learned the lessons I did from teaching 20 classes if I had planned on doing that and the lessons learned from this week can be wrapped up, unlike the Reese’s, in one word, endurance!

Much ❤️

Author: Joy

I am Joy I am content I am patient I am love I am free, fabulous and fit. I am all these things and so much more. I am struggle I am hopelessness I am sad I am endurance I am a warrior I am a princess I am my Father's daughter I am a survivor of loss of hurt of pain. I am encouragement I am influence I am Joy.

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