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Why Can't I Do This???? I Want to Live!


Watching Michael and Caleb drive off this morning from the arms of my husband is what my life is all about.  

And yet.... I can't wrap my head around improving my health.  

My family is my life.  So why does this not motivate me to do something to stop the ravages of diabetes on my body?  

I've been here.  I know what this disease does to people.  I watched my Aunt die piece by piece.    A Grandpa, a Grandma, Great Aunts and others whose lives were cut short because of this.  And yet excuse after excuse later.... I'm going down the same road. 

I try to laugh about it.  I try to ignore it.  I avoid it.  I change the subject when my family brings it up.  So popping the handful of pills into my mouth won't change my life.  Hiding my head in a hole isn't going to help.

I learned last night in my Gardner class that trees don't heal.  They compartmentalize the wounded areas off so that it doesn't hurt the rest of the tree.  They grow up and around.  I've compartmentalized my wounded areas but have got to grow up and around them.

My Heart's Cry?  To live.  

To live healthy and whole.  To live long enough to see my boys married to beautiful, godly wives and begin their families. 

To hold their babies. 

To see them working in their calling.   

The Power of Less is all about setting limits to focus on the essential.  So my monthly challenge is to exercise 10 minutes a day.  

Will 10 minutes turn around 40 years?  No but it might give me a few more precious years with my boys.

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