Year 15

The words are not really flowing this year and I feel like Nicholas has been living with a brain injury my entire life. It’s not that I forget the 27 years I knew my big brother as uninjured, it’s just that 15 years is a long time.  It’s most of my adult life to date. I don’t really have anything profound to say, but as I admitted years ago, acknowledging and writing on January 5th is part of my process, until it isn’t.  

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Whole 30 x infinity = Food Freedom Forever

Around this time last year, Jon and I decided to give Whole 30*  a whirl.  We had visited with friends over Thanksgiving who had shared their experience with us.  Personally, I was feeling a bit soft and blamed it on my then 41-year-old metabolism. I  was fearful that age had won and that, despite my 41 years of counting, judging and fretting, I was never going to shed a certain number of pounds. So, I wanted to see what this “reset” had to offer both of us. 

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