Nine days from today I will be 52 years old. Crazy. I have a great husband, two married children, a daughter and a son...and 6 grandchildren aged 4 and under. I have friends, none super close, but that's mainly my fault...I enjoy being by myself and so I'm not such a good friend. I love Jesus, go to a great church and sing on the worship team. My dad died September 11 this year, on my oldest grandson's 4th birthday. I miss my dad every single day. He got sick early in the summer, and none of my family (mom and siblings) were ready for it. I'm still not ready for it, you know?

I wish I could say that his illness and death are the key factors to why I'm writing this blog, but it's only a part. I'm writing this blog because I'm almost 52, and I'm 5'1" tall and need to lose 80 pounds. I don't want to die of the things my dad did--diabetic, fatty liver, kidney failure, bad heart, and more. But if I'm not careful and get this under control, I'll be exactly where he was. And I don't want to be there. Not now, not any time soon. So I'm praying that if I keep this going, mostly for myself, I can actually record those times that I want to eat and am not hungry, and maybe, just maybe, stop myself from actually doing it. I need to walk, to exercise, get moving, and lose weight. So let's see how I do....