This has been a big year for me. My son started middle school, which just doesn’t seem real to me, because wasn’t it just last year he started Kindergarten? Sigh. Time really needs to slow down.
And speaking of time and moving too fast… I turned 50 this year. It still sounds a bit weird to say it out loud.
I have to say that being fifty hasn’t been bad, though. In fact, fifty is pretty darn good. I know the biggest reason I’m embracing 50 so easily is because of my friend, Stacie. Her moral support and encouragement has been priceless.
See I had my son later in life so it has been incredibly difficult to lose weight. My weight has been a real issue for me over the past 10 years. I
don’t didn’t like the way my body looked. I don’t have the body I did when I was a teenager, or my twenties, or even my thirties.
I started letting the way I saw myself when I looked in the mirror affect my outlook on everything. Don’t get me wrong, my husband and son tell me I’m beautiful, but… they’re my husband and son. Of course my Mom thinks I’m beautiful, but what mother doesn’t think her child isn’t beautiful? But I needed to get to a place where I saw my beauty again.
Last month I talked with my friend and told her I was going on a sugar detox because I want to lose weight and get healthy. She was supportive (as usual) and even encouraged me to go walking with her. It was on one of these walks recently that she said something to me that had a profound affect on me, and I know she doesn’t even know it.
I was actually telling her about how I am self-conscious about a certain physical feature and why… and she said (and I’m paraphrasing here) that she didn’t know what I saw when I looked in the mirror, but when she looked at me, she saw a beautiful woman and knowing me and my heart, just made me even more beautiful. Okay, I’m tearing up just writing this.
Yes, she is my friend and maybe she was just being nice, but I really felt she was speaking from her heart. She was being truthful.
I am so grateful to have a friend who encourages me to get healthy to be the best me I can be. A friend who lifts me up and has my back. It’s like having my own cheerleader — my own cheering section. She gives me great advice and inspires me to want to be a better mom, wife, daughter, and… friend.
Thank you my beautiful, sweet friend for always being there for me!
Do you have your own cheerleader?
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