I sit here wondering how I got here and I begin to look back at my life. Is there regret? They say you should have no regrets but I must confess that I do suffer from regretitis. It's a syndrome of looking back in time and finding that particular spot where it all seems to have jumped the track. It's that spot of time on the journey of life where the road rose up and I chose to turn around and find the easier, more entertaining route.
Not that it's all my fault. I think some responsibility lies with my parents. They were very good people, just not terribly motivating or should I say they motivated terribly. They just wanted the best for me for that time, and that meant: get married, have children and never leave your hometown. My mother's advise to me was "find something you can fall back on" when we would discuss my college goals. We weren't upper education focused folk.
I have just recently turned 56 years old, grew up and lived my early to mid-adult life in Tucson, AZ, so that makes me a desert dweller. Feel free to insert whatever southwestern critter matches your imagination about such a place.
I live in northern California right now and am waiting until a few more years when I retire with my husband and go back to the place where it all started. I don't belong here, I don't fit in and I'm not finding my bliss here.
I suppose my "bliss" could have been my gastronomic inclinations and that landed me with morbid obesity (and all of it's little friends that like to join the party like type II diabetes, high cholesterol, ad nauseum.) and then a surgical procedure to reverse the years of abuse and damage. I still love to read cookbooks like novels, go out to eat and sometimes cook, although, that thrill is gone since I can't comfortably eat too much right now. I had a gastric bypass September 26, 2011 (see my other blog at: puzgrok1@blogspot.com).
I have discovered, as the weight falls off I am returning to a happier state. I guess that's what happens as constant pain and discomfort abate and the reflection back in the mirror looks so much better. It's another journey for another blog.
In this blog, I'm going to reflect and write about things that go on in my life that perplex, entertain, sometime enrages and sometimes uplift me. I'm going to immortalize some of the things I did in my past because, frankly, the fact that I am still here, reasonably sane and able to remember and write it down is a damn miracle.
I hope you enjoy yourself.
