The difference a year can make

On the left, June '07, on the right, July '08.
30lbs. difference.
I promise I've only photoshopped the blur. :)

Although it may be hard to believe, at times my words fail me. I've re-written this post more times than you'd believe, because there's so much I want to say.

I could talk about why I gained weighted or how I'm an emotional eater. I could talk about how gaining and losing weight has a lot of screwed up emotions and memories in my life. I could talk about when it finally clicked that something was really wrong, and I needed to be proactive in dealing with it. I could tell you about the highs and lows, successes and victories. I could tell you about my inspirations and frustrations. I could talk about where I am now and where I see myself going.

And I would more than love to talk about all those things with anyone who's interested or is going through a similar struggle.

But the one thing I do want to say is that this journey is one that God's hand has been in from the beginning. It was His voice that stilled the lies about myself. It was His strength that enabled me to do things I thought I couldn't do. It is His creative mercy that has re-knit me back together more times than I can count. It is His love that has enabled me to love myself.

So all glory to God who has begun and sustained this work in my life. Thank you to those who have encouraged me through this journey so far. If you have any questions I'll field them in the comments.

To read more about the specifics or see some of my goals, click here.