This day is VERY significant to me. Much more so than the day that I hit *goal*.
These past 4 years have been thrilling and exhilarating. But those early days - what a time of self discovery and personal growth. It was a thrill a day. SUCH a learning experience.
My life is SO different now to what it was back than. I lived with SUCH worries. Everything that needed to be done always carried extra concerns along with it - the chairs, the fitting into spaces, the immobility, the clothing situation, social situations, the health concerns, the dreading of the summer. Oh the sadness, the shame, the settling - always settling, the - well I could go on and on.
Now - ahhh, I love life and can't wait to bounce out of bed in the morning to start my day. There's so much to do and I get so much pleasure from just doing ordinary things.
That burden, that huge burden that was ALWAYS there - gone. Gone. I love my life now. It is so different now I can't possibly begin to describe it. So, I won't.

But here's the odd thing, and I was wondering if any of you feel the same thing.
Though I was so unhappy back then and for soooo long, why oh why does that other life seem SO long ago, in certain ways? I'm 46 years old. This is without a doubt a small fraction of my life as compared to the old me which was a large majority of my life.
It's weird. As lengthy as those times were, in a way, it seems so long ago. And really, it's not. I almost want to say it was a lifetime ago. Are we just THAT adaptable?
It's really hard to describe and I know I'm not getting my thoughts out so clearly, but I was very curious to hear from others who may feel similarly... Anyone?






