I close my eyes and try to picture it. Try to picture me. The way that I want to see myself in a few months. The sad part is.....I am so far from that picture. It isn't even close to being within reach. I cry about it and I get mad about it. I scream and I stay silent. I am at a stand still and I can't seem to find the drive or the will. It has dissappeared and I am constantly trying to figure out a way to get it back. I feel like I am at the bottom of a mountain and my goal is to get to the top. I want this so bad. I think that I want it more than I have wanted anything in a really long time. I want to be proud of myself. I want my husband to be proud of me and to be smiling from ear to ear when he walks with me or when he introduces me to people. I think I just need a good swift kick in the ass to get me back on track. Maybe just maybe......I can only hope and pray that I am able to accomplish this. I am going to work very hard at it and in the end when it is all said and done, I will be able to look back and say.....See....I told ya so!!!

Through him al things are possible no sea too wide no mountain to tall. I love you so much and i am and always will be so proud of you. “It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.”
ReplyDeleteTheodore Roosevelt.