Friday, February 26, 2010
The Back Story I Promised...Part I
Those were sad days. But I grew a bit angry at myself as well. And that anger turned into helplessness. I remember my gynecologist last year telling me this was no longer a matter of a few pounds. It was a matter of life or death. The thought that I could be responsible for my early demise due to my carelessness with the body I was blessed with made me shudder at my core. As a wife, as a mother, as a person, this was just not acceptable anymore.
Being that heavy was my own doing, and would completely take me and every bit of my own will to undo it.
Stay tuned for the rest of the Back Story...coming soon! In the meantime, check out my true "before" picture. June of 2009, Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, 285 pounds.