The beauty in the process.

Still feeling worlds away from my ideal me. No. It's not a weight thing - though I could spare a couple pounds. No, not a hair issue - but actually, I haven't seen my hairdresser in months! It's my insides that need the changing...

Intimacy - "in-to-me-see"

I finally let my husband see in me today. Let him see the ugly. Just threw it out there. Letting my mouth speak the truth. First time my ears had heard it. First time his ears had heard it. I'm sure he already knew it, but something about putting it in front of our faces, makes me think it'll be easier to change.

I love being honest with where I am at. It's refreshing. This whole change thing is a process. And not realizing that, is the first step to failure. Beauty in the process. Yep. Change is good. Change is necessary (by the way... I'm feeling like Obama with all this change talk!).

If you don't choose to enjoy the process, it will be a miserable journey. Kind of like a trip. Some people choose to make the drive part of the fun. I have always had a hard time doing that. I JUST WANT TO GET THERE!!! I don't take the scenic route. I don't stop to pee. I'd prefer to slop food on my top because we did the Drive-Thru, rather than taking a food break. I try to skim time off the travel as much as neccesary. I recall saying, "No, Joe, just feed him the bottle in his carseat, and we'll just stop on the side of the road for a few seconds to burp him".

Ahhh, to enjoy the trip from start to finish. To sing the songs and play the car games. Of course, I'll be SO excited when I arrive at the destination. But to enjoy the process.... 'cause I'm gonna get there.