I think the biggest change for me on this Journey of mine has been the general sense of well-being that I now have. Happiness is another way of saying it. I am not always happy. I am happier more often and I find happiness in things and places that I never did before.
Why? Why am I happier and why am I happy more often?
I think it stems from overcoming or, at least, controlling many of the demons that contributed to my overeating and the resulting obesity. With the devil held at bay, I have a sense of comfort within me that has been absent for the better part of my life.
My brother from the west coast stayed with us last night. He was at the house much of the day spending time with Missus and my boys. I was able to leave work a little early and when I got home my brother told me that I could have walked past him on the street and he would not have recognized me. For all that the pictures have shown they do not reflect reality well enough. The change, he said, is truly jarring and remarkable.
It felt great to hear him say that.
What cannot be seen so easily are the changes within that have made this all possible.
I have gained much more than I have lost and I have lost because of all that I have gained.
Last Night at Dinner
The MB lives in the Seattle area and while he truly loves living out there, he misses the foods of the East Coast. He told me he expects to gain eight pounds this weekend. On his way to our home from the airport he stopped and picked up bagels and lox. It is impossible to get a good New York style bagel in Seattle and, even though salmon is very common, finding belly lox is very difficult.
And forget the idea of getting good New York style pizza in Seattle.
That was dinner for my brother and his nephews last night; a pizza from the place at the bottom of the hill, sausage and pepperoni. MB also bought himself a sausage sub with peppers and onions. Also hard to get in Seattle, at least at the quality level we take for granted here.
Missus and I had shrimp with chick peas and a curry sauce, some steamed vegetable buns and dumplings stuffed with peas and rice. It was a fun times sitting on the back deck, enjoying good food and good company. And I wasn’t even slightly tempted to have pizza.
It was wonderful that The Older Boy had three meals with the family yesterday and seemed to really enjoy his Uncle’s visit and all was peaceful and calm. The Younger One also seemed to enjoy and was his usual wise cracking self. Fun.
I could not have imagined two years ago that I would not crave the pizza on the table. I could not have imagined two years ago that I would be this changed.
Journeys can take you amazing places.