Recently I’ve lost nearly forty pounds. I had started off by eating less, then I had some stomach trouble and lost about fifteen pounds. I do not recommend the stomach trouble method of losing weight. I’m doing better now and eat normally, but I’m just trying to cut down.
I’ve made some interesting observations in this past couple of months. It wasn’t until I lost about thirty pounds did anyone notice. Now I’m a large woman so I understand it was hard to tell. Those who did notice weren’t quite sure what was different. They noticed I looked different and asked sheepishly if I lost weight. Others didn’t know how quite to ask the question if I lost weight. Some still haven’t said anything. It’s all quite amusing to me because it shows how much weight doesn’t matter to those who love you. I mean if they say you look good now, does that mean you didn’t look good before? No it doesn’t mean that, but can sound like it.
Now my wanting to lose weight has nothing to do with the fact that I think something was wrong with me. I know they let fat people into heaven but they usually get there ahead of schedule. (Go ahead you know you want to chuckle.) I want to be healthier. I noticed I don’t get as tired as I did before. I can dance longer and move better. My knees don’t hurt as much as they did before. I can go up and down the steps without the difficulty I had before.
My husband has never said one thing against how I looked. It doesn’t matter what I weighed because all I ever hear from him is how beautiful I am and how much he loves me – everyday for the last twenty-five years of marriage. I’ve been thin and I’ve been large but his love for me never changed it just got deeper with time. This is a good man and that’s one of many reasons why I love him so.
Lord, thank you for those people you put in my life who love me whether they say it with words or they keep silent – it speaks loudly that they love me just the way that I am.
© Nadine Z. 2006