March 2nd 2009.
Everyday used to be a milestone. In fact, at one point, it was every hour.
And now, 1/2 a 'century' has passed! I guess it's a miracle. And I'm looking forward to MORE miracles as I journey into another 1/2 of the 'century'.
The journey hasn't been easy at all. But it has moulded and made me into such a strong person. I never knew that I had such iron will. I mean, I know that I am stubborn, but this? This is more than being stubborn and determined. This is being focused to the point of tornados, cyclones, hurricanes, typhoons and tsunamis come crashing without blowing me off my journey. At times it feels like I'm on the road to perdition. At times I feel like I'm on a sugar high. Sometimes the view of the journey is as awesome and spectacular as a fjord. At times it feels like the book of Revelations, all doom and gloom.
But I have no regrets. I have no 'Why me God???' I have no 'I wish this didn't happen to me.' No. I am actually glad in a way that it happened as I now have learned so much. Gained so much. Grew so much. Gleaned so much. About life. About food. About myself.
Of course I would be lying if I said that where food is concerned it's a breeze. It's S.H.I.T.T.Y. Every single morsel of food has to be planned. I think I can plan better than any CIA agency. Planning my food is 365 days a year and that's 3 main meals a day with some snacks in between. THAT can be a major headache as there are so many limitations. But now I'm wired to twist and turn forbidden food into YUMMY-TO-MY-TUMMY food. I can be a scientist now as I'm constantly experimenting. And I'll experiment till the last day of my life.
And I couldn't have done it without my family.
So to myself, I say, 'Evelyn, you have every Right To Be Alive!'
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