Hi all, I’ve been away for a bit and just wanted to update. I’ve just spent the last week enjoying a marvelous visit with my mother, whom I hadn’t seen since I decided to start trying to lose weight. Her initial reaction was priceless, with a mouth gaping grin she exclaimed, “you’re so skinny!!” followed by an immediate embrace.
We had a wonderful time, laughing and sharing. Really getting to know each other better than I feel we ever have before. Our views and values are strikingly similar, and we spent much time discussing where we’ve gone wrong (and right) in our lives with the choices we’ve made and the paths we’ve taken. I feel that I was able to quiet her natural motherly concern that she screwed me up in some horrible way by explaining to her my belief that everything I’ve had to face in my life has only been a contributing factor in making me the woman I am today. And that how can we possibly learn from our mistakes unless we are first allowed to make them?
I was also a bit bemused to find myself put in the unfamiliar role of teacher this week.

She apparently intended to observe my new lifestyle in the hopes of picking up a few tricks of the trade because, as she put it, I seem to have this “weight stuff” figured out.

Ahh, if she only knew just how much of a mystery all this still is to me!

But she diligently followed my lead and ate much the same foods I normally eat during the week. I even showed her my little trick with freezing yogurt that turns out so much like ice cream, which she liked enough that she wants to continue doing it once she gets home.

Truth be told, I was quite relieved that she chose to emulate me because I was somewhat apprehensive about handling what could very well have been a completely off plan week. We did, however, eat dinner out much more than I’m used to, but I was able to make some good, healthy choices and the scale did not seem to punish me for it one bit.
All in all, it was an excellent, eye-opening visit and I’ve come away from it with a solid understanding that my mother truly is my friend. And that she, like me, is still a work in progress, having journeyed through this life doing the best with what she knew, yet constantly striving to learn that much more. My mother really is an amazing woman, and I feel so lucky to have her in my life. My only regret is that we don't live closer, and I am saddened that our time together was so short.

Hopefully we won't let it be so long until the next visit!
Beverly