So, here goes:
Hope
Confession: I have an addiction. No, it's not a fun one like drugs, alcohol or sex. It's an annoying one. It's food. I've known for a while that I have a food problem. When I'm happy, I eat. When I'm sad, I eat. When I'm lonely, bored, tired, stressed, you get it, I eat. But I have hope. I meet often with a group of people like me. We talk about our challenges with food and we help each other with coping skills. It has helped a lot. That gives me hope.
Since I'm diabetic, the word "hope" reminds me of Christmas and a fundraiser the American Diabetes Association does called "Gift of Hope". Diabetics submit their original artwork that then appears on the holiday cards. One of these days I'm going to submit something. I hope I get around to it!
Hope also has a completely different meaning in my life. You've no doubt seen my posts about the foster dogs I've had in my home. Happy Gilmore was the first. Now we have Snickers (for just another day or two). I'm fostering for a great organization called Hope Animal Rescues in Alton IL. These ladies are amazing. They started their rescue in response to hurricane Katrina. According to stats on their website, to date they have rescued 873 animals and have rehomed 841 of them (after this weekend, it will be 842 when Snickers goes to her forever home!). Most of the animals come from animal control offices on what would have been their last day of life. They truly get a second chance at life. Here is Snickers making herself comfortable on my clean laundry and on the couch rolled up in a mirror-image of Sassy.
Ok, stay tuned for the next words. I'll try not to take too long!
4 comments:
she is so sweet! I love that picture of sassy and snickers curled up.
Good commenting on Hope, got 3 different aspects out of it. Good word (patting myself on the back)
I am addicted to food also! It is really a tough addiction. I have lost weight, but it is sooo difficult! Diabetes runs in my family, so I am trying to eat healthier.
I have the same addiction with food, but am trying to break the cycle.
I'm trying something new...I'm motivating self by hosting monthly dinner for friends. For every pound I lose the previous month, they have to bring a pound of food for the local food shelter.
Trust me, I'm not losing quickly, but am thinking about every bite of food I put in my mouth.
I am so with you on the food thing. Everything causes me to want to eat but depression is the worst and when that is bad then my weight goes up. It's a constant battle.
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