Two Very Different Visits

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After my third child’s birth I lost my usual 15 pounds and was depressed to realize I would once again be gaining weight and heading further into the 300′s. I felt so out of control and incredibly unmotivated. In early ’97 I went to the doctor for a check-up. It was right after that visit that my desire   Continue Reading…

Legacies of Health

I’ve been thinking about the legacies we will leave behind when we have passed from this world. There is an elderly couple in our church who had 5 children. Those 5 children gave them 25 grandchildren. Those 25 grandchildren have given them 23 great-grandchildren, with several more on the way. She and her husband may not have   Continue Reading…

How To Cook And Still Stay On Plan

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We are a family of nine, and not surprisingly everyone likes to eat. Whereas I used to be a drive thru queen, these days we rarely eat out. That leaves two options – either everyone is one their own, which isn’t practical, or someone has to cook. Fortunately, over the years I have moved from   Continue Reading…

If the suit doesn’t fit. . .

People are generally kind.  and John is one of the kindest I know.   There was one time when his kindness turned into an embarrassing moment.  He used to love buying me clothes.  I wore a size 10 pretty consistently, so clothes shopping easy.  However, problems began during the 2nd year of our marriage.  Because we went out to eat   Continue Reading…

Should You Weigh Yourself Every Day?

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Last week I wrote about, and you commented wonderfully on Fat Acceptance. I thought it would be interesting to see what your thoughts are on another frequently discussed topic, and a question I am frequently asked.  That question is:  ”Should you weigh everyday? I, of course, don’t have the correct answer for this question because   Continue Reading…

Why Do We Run to Food?

Food was a struggle for me. Why then, was food my first choice in times of stress, boredom, anger, unhappiness, happiness or nervousness? At the end of a long day I’d hold an opened carton of Breyer’s ice cream in one hand and a spoon in the other, shoveling the ice cream in right from the   Continue Reading…

A Little Happy from My Friends

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Before we moved, my good friend used to bring us treats from across the backyard. She called them “happys.” Sometimes the “happy” would be a few cookies she made, and wanted to share with our family, and sometimes it was flowers from her garden. Other times it was just a funny little something she picked   Continue Reading…

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