tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648820001981213753.post997069975670645207..comments2023-05-16T02:07:08.885-07:00Comments on Following Our Headlights: Feeling Sorry for My Gluten-Free SelfMailehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300485438651266678noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648820001981213753.post-77212734823719721812011-11-03T14:47:10.339-07:002011-11-03T14:47:10.339-07:00I for one thank you for this post and for that rec...I for one thank you for this post and for that recipe! After you made it for us at co-op, my daughter's birthday was a couple of days later and she requested it. So we made it for her birthday cake and she was THRILLED. So thank you! =)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648820001981213753.post-68529651759880787062011-10-12T06:09:17.423-07:002011-10-12T06:09:17.423-07:00Wow, Jess. I think maybe you should be writing th...Wow, Jess. I think maybe you should be writing the blog and not me...<br />Yes, yes, and yes, to every point you made. I think we are often too near-sighted when it comes to the decisions we make about our health. And then we hear stories about people like your grandfather and uncle, and we get slapped into reality. Every choice we make matters. And not just to our dress size, but to our quality of life.<br />Wonderful, wonderful insights, Jess. Thank you so much for taking the time to share them. Love you, girl!Mailehttps://www.facebook.com/pages/Mai-Time-in-the-Kitchen/141746439204882?sk=wallnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648820001981213753.post-86821541329109001492011-10-12T05:56:35.417-07:002011-10-12T05:56:35.417-07:00Maile, you are so strong and so inspirational. Thi...Maile, you are so strong and so inspirational. This morning I feel hopeful and was reminded that we can only give God our best when we feel our best. I pondered this for a few moments. I thought of how many afternoons I drag myself around as though I am walking through molasses, feeling like crap. Or how many mornings I sacrificed my time with my Heavenly Father because the pumpkin whoopie pie that I ate before bed kept me up all night. So I slept til the very last minute before the whirl wind began at our house. OR even the time that I don't "feel like" making my chubby body move and mis-out on a walk and talk with a friend or quality time with my kids in the yard (which speaks volumes to them). These thougts ran through my head this morning and then this thought hit me ot of no where as I was minding my own business in the bathroom, all alone, in the quite. If we spend every dollar we have and don't save anything for our future we will come to a place were we regret making such poor decisions but realize it is to late to go back. My uncle died at 38 with no legs due to ambutaions from complications of diabeties. My gradfather had it also and died without his vision. My mom's dad started having heart attacks in his early 30's and died at 55. Age 30 - 50, that was his prime working time to provide for his family. Prime time with his young children and he had to struggle his way through life, in and out of the hospital. I am sure he missed out on so much and the stress of it all didn't help his heart any. I had to wonder after their diagnosis did they wish they would have made a few more "investments" in their lives earlier on? Just a thought. I am wondering how much I can save today so that I can be prepared for my future as my age creeps away from me. Will I be prepared to face the challanges that age, and poor choices may bring? Just something to think about today as we make momentary sacrifices for the future of our health.Jessicanoreply@blogger.com