As i look back on my journey that got me to the place of needing weight loss surgery, i can point to definite times that my weight really ballooned. The majority of those times were tied to stress, which were tied to depression. I always self medicated with food, hence the 378 pounds that i saw myself hitting... 

Life seems to take you on those up and down, high stress, low stress times. I seem to have found myself in one of those times now... Only problem is i am having a real hard time dealing with it. Now, dont get me wrong it is nothing earth shattering, I am just struggling with direction, and exactly how the next chapter in life is going to start... and i dont deal well with uncertanty. Im depressed and really stressed out....The savory comfort medication that i have given myself to is no longer an issue. I feel like i had prepared myself for an array of issues that i would face. This one seems to have caught me by suprise, and im having a hard time in the fog...

Red is for Springtime – awhhhhhhh – by far my favorite season! On the way to work today, I was thinking about a favorite childhood memory.  I was about ten or eleven years old; it was springtime. I came home from school and my mother had all the windows open in the house.  There was an unforgettable aroma that I can almost smell as I write.  It was the fragrance of new life – freedom – the ability to just breathe.  Today coming to work, I realized that is how I feel, one year and six months post gastric bypass surgery - shedding one hundred and three pounds and counting.