Weighing in on Time

Weight, oh, weight – why do you come round?

I try hard to lose you but you always seem found.

It’s not that I’m looking to be skinny me

But a thinner version I’d sure like to see

Now, I know in my head that good health’s where it’s at

More fitness, good eating should take care of that

Yet no matter how willing I am to not snack

The meal that I eat always seems to bite back

On my hips and my thighs and my waist it does linger

For my mother’s physique I have become a dead wringer!

She always complained of this very thing

Each day to her thighs, 5 pounds could it bring

It is menopause, old age, metabolism or what?

From my diet, many calories, I’ve already cut

Still I’m healthy and happy and find joy each day

What more could I ask for – what more can I say?

The scale cannot measure the worth of my soul

Life is too precious to have and to hold

We diet, we watch, we are careful to gain

That weight that weight, oh what a pain

Pay no heed, I remember,  for today starts anew

Count the moments not the pounds – for they are too few!

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About inmycorner

This blog began as an opportunity to tell my Dad's stories. I sat with him and the computer and together we told stories. It was a wonderful way to get to know Dad. He was 9. He and Mom had a wonderful life together and since she passed away a year and a half before him - Dad was ready to join her. I no longer tell his stories but have found stories of my own. The impetus to resume this blog was the discovery that I had stage 4 ovarian cancer. Since blogging had been so therapeutic for my dad and I to get through our grief, I felt maybe this would be a good outlet to process my situation. I also hoped it may serve as an outreach to anyone else who is facing this very ominous journey. So far, so good.
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9 Responses to Weighing in on Time

  1. Gwen says:

    Surely the moments to cherish and savour are far better than the scale.

  2. PREACH IT STACEY! (And I love the picture!)

  3. Gallivanta says:

    The scales and I are not good friends. 😉 We live in separate rooms. Glad you are eating well, Stacey.

  4. Dawna says:

    Eat well, drink moderately, sleep soundly and enjoy every minute of every day—-scales can be fixed (ha ha)

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