I have started a list of things I am running "to" and things I am running "away from". This list is a work in process.
Running to:
Being Strong and Healthy
Loving to Shop
Confidence
SPARKLE (of course)
Fashion
Sexy Lingerie
Running Away From:
Being Fat and Flabby
Hating to Try on Clothes
Low Self Esteem
Drabness
Wearing What Fits Regardless of Style
Parachute Undies
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Searching for Sparkle
What is Sparkle?
Sparkle is the me inside of me. The me that existed before I married, before I had children, before I had a house and responsibility.
I want to find my Sparkle, and add it back into my life. I miss my Sparkle. I love my husband, and my children, and my life. I want to throw Sparkle in there and mix it all up. I want to laugh again, and smile, and be SPARKLY. I want to be a wife that my husband is proud of, I want to be a mother that my children are proud of, and I want to be a me that I am proud of.
I know my Sparkle is in there. It is buried deeply under 100 extra lbs. ONE HUNDRED POUNDS overweight. That fact alone makes me want to stop typing immediately. That fact makes me want to curl into myself and disappear. But...I am stronger than that. My Sparkle wants out. It is tired of wearing boring fat girl clothes. It is tired of being lazy. My Sparkle is demanding a second chance.
Who am I to deny Sparkle?
Sparkle is the me inside of me. The me that existed before I married, before I had children, before I had a house and responsibility.
I want to find my Sparkle, and add it back into my life. I miss my Sparkle. I love my husband, and my children, and my life. I want to throw Sparkle in there and mix it all up. I want to laugh again, and smile, and be SPARKLY. I want to be a wife that my husband is proud of, I want to be a mother that my children are proud of, and I want to be a me that I am proud of.
I know my Sparkle is in there. It is buried deeply under 100 extra lbs. ONE HUNDRED POUNDS overweight. That fact alone makes me want to stop typing immediately. That fact makes me want to curl into myself and disappear. But...I am stronger than that. My Sparkle wants out. It is tired of wearing boring fat girl clothes. It is tired of being lazy. My Sparkle is demanding a second chance.
Who am I to deny Sparkle?
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