Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

Twelve years of the emotional and physical roller coaster regarding my health has lent my husband more than several opportunities to wonder which end is on the twisty turvy ride. Never once has he ever broke stride on supporting me on whatever journey I was viscously in pursuit of that week. 

So imagine his joy and utter pleasure when I've been on the same journey with zero emotional lows for 27 consecutive days. Could it be that he sees something solid this time? Perhaps he sees the commitment to health and the abandonment of social skinny standards. Or maybe he is witnessing the butterfly breaking free from the confinement of body shaming, food shaming, setting unachievable goals and instead sees the transformation to a body loving (still a work in progress), food loving (who doesn't love food?!), setting achievable health standards instead. He loves that we eat meals together, as a family (as do I. No more questions from baby girl asking why I'm eating something different). He feels carefree by not hearing my constant obsessing about every morsel that goes in to my mouth or for being berated for bringing "off limits" food in to the house. 

And I do believe he likes it. 
This little message from my husband was left on my full length mirror in our bathroom.*

* "Very proud of your new exercise & eating plan!!! Don't stop!! Keep running the race!! Love You" 

Keep in mind... he writes his blessed note in the same area on the mirror I *used* to write my weight every single day. His message, in and of itself, was very meaningful and encouraging. But I literally started to laugh hysterically when I realized what he had done (and unknowingly done so). Only because I know my husband, I know he paid no attention to the writing device he used to pen his message. But I knew. And I knew it was the purple (permanent) Sharpie marker I had laying in the bathroom. 

Symbolic? I believe so. Because the transformation and depth of peace is so intoxicating to living a full life making it very difficult to return to the former life. And if I didn't believe it with my own head and heart, my husband's precious (permanent) message certainly would a believer out of anyone. 

The message here... never underestimate how anything you obsess over affects those around you. 

Until next time...