I can't believe its the 13th already...in ten short days it will be a year since Mom passed. I think about her everyday, draw strength from her everyday. Things have changed and we struggled so much since she left but I think she would be proud of us all in the end. My sisters and I have become the problem solvers, sought for advice, and my one sister has become the main peace keeper, I'm second in line and out eldest sister is 3rd in line when she's not unintentionally stirring the pot LOL. I just try to think what would Mom do or say and that's what I do, I let her guide me and she does.

I can't believe how bad I was in January 2014! Looking at those pictures OMG, I was so sick, tired and in major pain all the time. I'm so thankful for the progress I have madea once January...I found an old journal and I weighed 250.7 lbs the morning of the viewing and I remember breaking into tears as if it was the straw that broke this camels back because I knew my health put me at risk and I sobbed thinking of my girls having to mourn me because I didn't take care of myself. I look back at myself and think "who was that" I guess I got lost somewhere along the way but I found my way home.