another thought-provoking article, eileen! i, too, grew up in a household where you were always encouraged to clean your plate, and were constantly reminded to be thankful for your food and respect those with too little to eat. in fact, there was a huge amount of guilt placed on not eating enough (i can hear my mother's voice..."isn't anyone going to eat the last piece of (insert fattening food here)? it is just going to go to waste. think of all those kids starving to death in...." now i find myself cleaning my plate AND others'! i am such an obedient girl. haha! anyway, i have seen you recently and you look radiant, as always- and from the inside out. that will never change! cheers, from my thighs to yours. k
this made me smile! i can completely relate...and don't feel badly- i am only 38, but feel ancient next to the perky little girls that work at the gym. during my last "class", as my instructor was wiggling about at the front of the room, smiling and barely breaking a sweat (much less becoming short of breath) i was overcome by the nearly insuppressible urge to grab her by her bouncy little blonde ponytail and swing her around over my head...if only i had the energy after all that hopping around! the irony is, i used to be that girl.... :) karin feltman
eramazon (anonymous) says...
another thought-provoking article, eileen! i, too, grew up in a household where you were always encouraged to clean your plate, and were constantly reminded to be thankful for your food and respect those with too little to eat. in fact, there was a huge amount of guilt placed on not eating enough (i can hear my mother's voice..."isn't anyone going to eat the last piece of (insert fattening food here)? it is just going to go to waste. think of all those kids starving to death in...." now i find myself cleaning my plate AND others'! i am such an obedient girl. haha! anyway, i have seen you recently and you look radiant, as always- and from the inside out. that will never change! cheers, from my thighs to yours. k
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eramazon (anonymous) says...
this made me smile! i can completely relate...and don't feel badly- i am only 38, but feel ancient next to the perky little girls that work at the gym. during my last "class", as my instructor was wiggling about at the front of the room, smiling and barely breaking a sweat (much less becoming short of breath) i was overcome by the nearly insuppressible urge to grab her by her bouncy little blonde ponytail and swing her around over my head...if only i had the energy after all that hopping around! the irony is, i used to be that girl.... :) karin feltman
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