Well... It's January 1st 2012. I am out of shape, tired, and depressed. I am trying to get back to running. I ran for the first time the other day since October.
Ever since June 25th 2011, my life has been turned upside down and shredded apart. Losing my son Cullen was horrific. At the same time I was supposed to be rejoicing Grady. The conflicting emotions and trying to make everything look ok to a 6 year old and 2 year old just stacked on top of this mountainous pressure. The stress and sadness has caused me to lose myself. It has been improper eating and lack of sleep for months that has added back poundage to my waist line and subtracted from my life.
I am turning over a new leaf. I am starting fresh. I have to get myself back. I will conquer this. I will prevail. I will win for my wife, kids, and self preservation. I love my wife and children with all my heart and hurting myself also hurts them. If you see me slacking or losing self control yank my leash hard.
Thank you for your support and prayers over these last few months. We needed them.
God bless you, Jimmy. I lost my son for a few minutes and fell off the wagon. That doesn't even compare to your loss...it's not even in the same league. I promise to encourage you, but I can't bring myself to chastise you with all the pressure, stress, and sorrow you deal with on a daily basis. We're here for you and love you all dearly. You ARE our family. *hugs*
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