Time to Get My $&*# Together

Greetings world! 

 It's a new beginning for me. It's March 13th, 2014 and it's well over a year and a half since I last wrote. When I did write the last time, I talked about my annoying (and occasionally scary) hernia. Since then, I have actually had surgery to repair said hernia. That is, in fact, how I started off this year. I went into the hospital on January 31, 2013 after spending the night trying to get it "unstuck" again. Fortunately, it was not my intestines that were stuck - merely abdominal fat. But it hurt terribly and was an emergency situation, so I had surgery. Now I have biomesh in my belly, as well as a "seroma" - an egg shaped sac of serous fluid - that took up the space my hernia had left behind. It's rather annoying, but since it isn't an emergency - and I'm one of millions of Americans without insurance, there's not much I can do except deal with it and hope it will go away. 

But today is my new beginning. 

I mean it. 

Even if I get all weak and crap again, I really need to stick with this. I just went through a pretty horrible few days, dealing with a personal issue in my life where I was brought to my knees when someone I love more than life itself said some things to another person that, frankly, made me feel like I'd been stabbed in the gut. To put it simply - my heart was broken. Fortunately, it was not broken beyond repair this time. Nothing was actually done - merely said - and no matter how hurtful the words were, I fully believe that they were not meant to hurt me or be a threat to me in any way at all. They were just stupid, thoughtless words said by someone who wasn't thinking with the brain in their head, but rather with the one between their legs. THAT is the only reason that it is a forgivable offense. 

But - it brought me to my knees. And it punched me hard right in the middle of all my deepest insecurities. It reminded me of all the ways that I have been failing myself. And as we hashed out the situation together - this person and I - it helped us both to realize that we both have insecurities and issues that we are dealing with that helped lead us to this very situation in the first place. After several days of hurting and grumbling and crying and talking, we reached a place where we knew that we were a united front, working together to help each other move forward in much more positive and healthy ways. Today marks a new beginning for us both.

Before today - I had titled this blog "It's Not Your Weight, It's Your Life" and I do like that title. In fact, when I finally manage to make my way successfully on this journey, I would like to write a book with that very same title. But for the sake of this blog, I have decided to reclaim and re-embrace the name I had for my blog many, many years ago - when I successfully walked the weight loss path and lost a total of 60 lbs. (before wiping out my knee and ankle and not walking for 10 months and gaining all my weight back and ending up fatter and weaker than before and just blowing it all up....but, I digress). I remember doing really well with that journal (blog) and feeling very strong and empowered. I want to reclaim all of the things that I exemplified back then. Therefore, I have renamed this blog "Witchymom's Place" and you are welcome to call me Witchymom, or Mystic. Either one works for me just fine. 

I'm happy to be back!

Witchymom