Wednesday, February 9, 2011

small victory

Today I returned to work after being away for some stuff that has my heart completely broken.

Arriving, I learned that someone had donated cheesecake to our staff.  Good in, from a place noted for its cheesecake.  Normally, I'd have run for the comfort in that food.  I even had a friend verbalizing that very thing...maybe it'll cheer you up.

I didn't eat the cheesecake.  Nothing was going to cheer me up - this is grief, not a petty mood.  

And loving my body is not about stuffing it when life hurts.

Not feeling much joy in this victory, but I WILL stop and count it.

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