Day 13 . .
I have been on the tired side for the last 36 hours. But my food and spirits are high. I can see my clothes are hanging just a little bit differently. There is extra room ! Life if good. I am thinking about traveling. Traveling someplace warm and nice. Pampering and nurturing. Yes, all my energy is slowly comming back to me. The lack of food doesn't seem like a deficit. But a rebalance of a good life to come.

Well, I made it. Life has given me a second chance. Today I wanted to remember the dreams that have long clouded over with time. To paint, to travel, to laugh, to look pretty, to have confidence. I was the one who took them away. But lost my way back from a dark time. I am my mother. I lived as a marter and gave unselfishly of myself to others that did not appreciate it in the end.

Lives cross each other. And may parellel for a time. But they never blend into one person. ...