It’s Thursday, July 10, 2014 Not a Tuesday, I know, but Tuesday was a TuTu Terrific Tuesday that is until this document I was typing for you decided to vanish when I was finishing. It was either a sign from the Man upstairs telling me to stop giving myself a “pity party” or my little blog to you sucked. I’m going to think it was GOD because I tell you, here of late, I’ve been on a major downward spiral with my life. It’s been a long tunnel with no light and it seems wherever I’ve turned I felt that I’ve had no one to talk to about my problems or what I’m going through. See what I mean? The pity party. We all do this. Why do we do this? Last week my Mr. Wonderful was so sweet and generous and treated me to a break from “responsibilities” and sent me off to visit one of my dearest and best friends in California. I was worried about how he would handle the kids, how he would manage, what they would eat, would he lose his patience, would he resent me later for letting me go in the long run…blah, blah, blah, again….pity party.. I thought these things WHILE on my little “mini-vacation” which allowed me to not enjoy my time to my fullest. I regret this tremendously. He did fantastic. I mean, AMAZING! The kids had a ball they said. What more could a Momma ask for right? Good Daddy and Hubby of the Year! Before I left for California, I met with the most incredible homeopathic practitioner. She is well educated in her field and talks to me in terms in which I can understand. She understands my body and is helping me get back to the old me, a person which I hope I can remember. She asked me if I was ready to start this new journey and I told her yes, but I don’t want to start and stop. I am so tired of the yo-yo dieting. She said the only way I would stop this was to give it up to HIM. I looked at her like she had three heads of course. She gave me the most beautiful analogy. She asked me to talk to GOD and REALLY ask him for help; you know, like you were asking YOUR Daddy for his help. Without him, nothing is possible. Ask him for help. Ask him for guidance. Ask him to be there for me because I can’t do this alone. She’s right; I can’t. I have a very supportive Husband, loving family & friends, and now with ME and my will power in which he helps me overcome, I will succeed. I am an athlete; watch me rise to the occasion and soar…well... sparkle as we Diva’s say. Oh Diva’s, we must believe in ourselves and know that we can do anything, even if we don’t think we can. We are here for each other. Keep Shining Diva’s Sparkle On xoxo Diva Shelia
Posted on: Thu, 10 Jul 2014 11:21:50 +0000
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