sweetashoney
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My life was always a roller coaster. At the age of 18 my mother passed away, she was 52. Six months after mom died my dad was rushed to the hospital. In 1985 my dad had to have heart surgery. So, here I was big 8 months pregnant driving 3 hours back and forth each day to spend time with my dad. On top of this my brother gave his kids up for adoption. They called me and wanted me to take them in, one of the hardest things i had to do was turn them down. After all I was pregnant and he had 3 boys with the baby being 6 months old. I was of course married to my first hubby. It started out ok, but there was something missing in my life.
I felt like I was in a rut. After my son was born I weighed 160. My life was unhappy and I turned to food. I was what I called a "closet eater". That is I only ate junk food when the kids were playing or nobody was home. If we went somewhere I passed on the dessert. Yep, I started gaining some weight. Could not hide that, right. I was always one to have my christmas shopping done by July. Well my dad got sick november 1990 and passed away dec. 10th. I had to get under the tree take all his gifts out, unwrap them and return them. That was hard. When I got home that day after returning the gifts.. I took the tree down. We have not decorated since. This is the worst time of the year for me, this is when i usually eat until I get sick and eat some more. I don't think I ever learn to deal with the death of my dad. My family went down the drain. I have not spoken to 2 of my brothers since that day. My youngest brother and I stopped speaking 3 years ago. That was also the year my first marriage started going down the drain. I hung in there as long as i could. Then one day my hubby and i were talking and i said we fight all the time. Do you think we need a weekend apart? That was all he needed to hear.
He moved out the next day! But funny thing was he left me and now wanted to "DATE ME". How stupid did he think I was. I went file for a divorce. Then at work one day the phone rang, and a guy on the other end said I can tell you are sad, all I could say was my hubby left me. He replied, If I were there I would give you a shoulder to cry on. I said, Yes ok whatever you say.
Three weeks later this guy came into my office and it was the one from the phone call. He introduced himself and asked me to have lunch the next day. Well, I found out he was married so i declined. He said, "If I weren't married would you have lunch with me"? I said yes. He left and called me later and said wait for me after you get off work I need to talk too you. Needless to say where I use to work was quite the gossip area.. He left his wife, just to have lunch. We went out a couple times after that. Yep, you guessed it we are still together. Our anniversary is Jan. 3. We will be married 8 years. He feel in love with the fat me. At first he didn't want me to lose weight but he seen its important to me. But something is still missing and I finally realize that its the "skinny me". She has been yelling and I wasn't listening. Now that I turned 43 I decided to take control of my life. I have a wonderful hubby, 3 great children and 2 grandchildren.. with our 3rd one coming dec. 14. They are the reason I have decided to change my way of life. I love them all and want to live a long time. Besides I haven't finished fussing at them yet.
I felt like I was in a rut. After my son was born I weighed 160. My life was unhappy and I turned to food. I was what I called a "closet eater". That is I only ate junk food when the kids were playing or nobody was home. If we went somewhere I passed on the dessert. Yep, I started gaining some weight. Could not hide that, right. I was always one to have my christmas shopping done by July. Well my dad got sick november 1990 and passed away dec. 10th. I had to get under the tree take all his gifts out, unwrap them and return them. That was hard. When I got home that day after returning the gifts.. I took the tree down. We have not decorated since. This is the worst time of the year for me, this is when i usually eat until I get sick and eat some more. I don't think I ever learn to deal with the death of my dad. My family went down the drain. I have not spoken to 2 of my brothers since that day. My youngest brother and I stopped speaking 3 years ago. That was also the year my first marriage started going down the drain. I hung in there as long as i could. Then one day my hubby and i were talking and i said we fight all the time. Do you think we need a weekend apart? That was all he needed to hear.
He moved out the next day! But funny thing was he left me and now wanted to "DATE ME". How stupid did he think I was. I went file for a divorce. Then at work one day the phone rang, and a guy on the other end said I can tell you are sad, all I could say was my hubby left me. He replied, If I were there I would give you a shoulder to cry on. I said, Yes ok whatever you say.
Three weeks later this guy came into my office and it was the one from the phone call. He introduced himself and asked me to have lunch the next day. Well, I found out he was married so i declined. He said, "If I weren't married would you have lunch with me"? I said yes. He left and called me later and said wait for me after you get off work I need to talk too you. Needless to say where I use to work was quite the gossip area.. He left his wife, just to have lunch. We went out a couple times after that. Yep, you guessed it we are still together. Our anniversary is Jan. 3. We will be married 8 years. He feel in love with the fat me. At first he didn't want me to lose weight but he seen its important to me. But something is still missing and I finally realize that its the "skinny me". She has been yelling and I wasn't listening. Now that I turned 43 I decided to take control of my life. I have a wonderful hubby, 3 great children and 2 grandchildren.. with our 3rd one coming dec. 14. They are the reason I have decided to change my way of life. I love them all and want to live a long time. Besides I haven't finished fussing at them yet.
