"Mommy, mommy look what I learned in pre-school today!" Elijah shouted as he started hopping on one foot (his newly acquired skill). "I am so proud of myself!"
I am so proud of myself, he grinned. He couldn't have cared less if I was proud of him...he knew that what he was doing was awesome and it only mattered that he was proud.
So, today I'm going to follow his lead.
I am so proud of myself! I am proud that I have surrounded myself with such wonderful, caring, supportive, challenging, loving friends who love me exactly the way that I am. I am proud that I have followed a program that is guiding me toward a healthier me. I am proud that I am making choices that lead to life, not my own destruction. I am proud that there are moments when I know deep within that God defines who I am, and not the number on the scale. I am proud that when I'm not having one of those moemnts, I am blessed with the most amazing of husbands who shows me how wonderful I am.
Simply...I am so proud of myself.