I recently traveled to Philadelphia to see the new addition to the family, my nephew and all the rest of them. Like any other trip, of course I got sick, I swear it never fails, I get sick every time I travel, my immune system sucks. First stop was my grandmother’s house, the safe haven of all time. I lead my family up the front steps and rang the doorbell (I have a key, but I’m too excited to use it). There she goes, GRANDMA! She opens the storm door with one arm and embraces you with the other. Something about her embrace just lets you know ALL is well. We get in the house good and she looks everyone over pointing out how big the Littles are and then…she says “I see you put some weight on Tash” and then I look down at myself (what is it about when someone points out something about you we always look at ourselves in that moment, like we don’t know what the heck has been going on, lol). So, I just agree and kept it moving. Shortly after that moment, I walk upstairs to help grandma with the beds and she says “Tash, you ain’t getting big in the front are you?”…awkward!!!! I immediately said “no grandma”. Why is it that children and grandmothers have no filter?!?! I mean my daughter has told me that my stomach looked like a pancake that had been stepped on before (LMBO) and now grandma too! So at this point I’m beyond self-conscious about my physique and as she is sitting next to me she’s watching my every move. I found myself intentionally lying on my stomach on the floor just to lay that thought to rest lol. Now reality is, I am definitely the heaviest I have ever been, which is still not over weight for me; however, a good bit of it is isolated in my tummy….not cute for anyone, but especially a small framed person. So before long, my dad made his way over and my weight is also pointed out, and just like before, I cock my head down to take a look at myself as if something has changed in the past hour, lol. To add to the madness, by the next afternoon after our zoo trip I was sick as a dog. I mean snotty nosed, coughing, sneezing, sore throat, dizzy, nauseous, and then vomiting. What a way to spend time with the fam. I pretty much stayed in bed all day, I felt like death and then didn’t want to get anyone else sick. I mentioned trying to get back on the road to come home, but I knew I couldn’t take the ride. And of course, I’m sure me being sick only fueled grandmas thoughts. So once I returned to NC, Operation Life is Sweet: Get it Together was in full drive. Myself and a GIRLFRIENDS. have spent the last week prepping ourselves for this change of getting LIFE together holistically. Stay tuned for the journey.
p.s. There is still no place I’d rather be, than right there with Grandma!