So I sit here. I wonder what is to come of my life. Will I accomplish all that I hope to accomplish? Will I ever write my first book? Will I be a good wife and mother for the next 70 years? Only time will tell. I will not give up hope on myself I refuse.
I am still trying to change my lifestyle, not just looking to drop the excess 80+ pounds I carry on my body daily. But to improve health and life, not just for myself but for my whole family. I am trying to stay motivated enough to continue exercising and working hard on my body, but there are times like right now, where all i want to do is crawl into bed with my husband and forget about everything else.
I know not what will happen over time, but I will work continually to improve myself until I have nothing left to improve, which since I am totally imperfect will be never!