Thanksgiving is over. Back to the real world we go.
I hope you had a nice Thanksgiving! Mine was kind of a mixed bag.
Thanksgiving means family. Which is wonderful! But Thanksgiving also means food. Lots of food. Lots of junk food around. Which is not a good thing for Jess.
Since things have been going so well, I was determined to have a wonderful holiday. I was able to spend the long weekend with my grandparents and other extended family. And that was good for my soul.
I ADORE my grandparents. They are my heroes. I am blessed enough to still have all four grandparents, though I was only able to see one set of them over Thanksgiving. Poppa is 94 and Grandma is 91, but you'd never know it from how they act. I love spending time with them.
Poppa is a WWII vet. He was on a bomber plane. After watching Memphis Belle on TV, we broke out his old photos and flight logs. I love looking at those pictures and hearing about his missions. It always reminds me how blessed my family is he ever came home.
Pop's picture is actually in this book with the rest of his crew. I think it's simultaneously amazing and hilarious!
And grandma? She's a firecracker. I get my sense of humor from her. And I hope I have half her determination if I live to her age. Grandma still bakes her famous chocolate chip cookies. She refuses to hand the reigns over to someone else. I tried to help and she wouldn't let me!
Spending time with my grandparents and other extended family was so refreshing and so needed. I don't get to see them as much as I'd like to. But the food. Oh, how I was dreading dealing with the food.
Did things go perfectly? No. Could it have been worse? Most definitely! Diabetes decided to be a royal pain in the ass all weekend. I was high no matter what I did or didn't eat. It was so frustrating! Did I cave and binge eat some? Yes. Did I binge as much as I tend to do at holidays? No.
While I could have done better, I'm kind of proud of myself. Because when my bgs are high for no apparent reason is when I'm most likely to binge. Yes, I ate too much. I let the frustration get to me.
But still. I could have eaten a lot more crap than I did. And to me, that shows progress.
Having people around who understand helps tremendously. Josh and my mom support me no matter what, and I'm so grateful to them for listening and putting up with my grumpiness. And to my DOC friends on twitter.
And I'm thankful for these people:
I am so blessed to be surrounded by such wonderful friends and family. For the unending support, encouragement, and patience. Thank you.
"I'm in repair. I'm not together but I'm getting there." - John Mayer