I did a lot of dancing this week. My sisters and I also decided to do Run or Dye, which we absolutely rocked. It was so much fun, though I'm still getting the pink out of my ears. I'm really trying to tackle my weight issues, especially with my hypothyroidism. It's really hard, and frustrating. I find myself wavering between "who cares" and "why me." I'm going to try and be really proactive with my eating and activity and see if it makes a difference now that I'm on proper supplements to support my thyroid. I would like to be able to keep up with my son. I would like to be able to peruse family pictures and not want to die of embarrassment. I would like to love myself again.
I did a lot of writing this week. It's CampNaNoWriMo, so I've been busting out the word counts. I also reflected on Judas, a Cellar Door, my childhood, and on the growth and changes my son is going through, that my life is going through. I also had the opportunity to write about boobs this week. Get excited.
I'm reading Jane Eyre right now. Thanks to Kindle's collection of free classics, I can finally read all the books I've been wanting to read. I've been soaking up the #WorldsEnd Project, and hope to add to it.
Today is Divine Mercy Sunday. Today we are reminded of God's love and forgiveness, today we are reminded that even through our doubts and sinfulness, God loves us absolutely. I hope you are able to hold on to that, in this coming week. I hope you remember that even at your darkest, you are loved.
God bless you.