On a hot summer day many moons ago, I could hardly breathe. Walking was a struggle. My face was red. I was sweaty. It was only early morning and I already wanted to go back to bed.
I was restless; nothing seemed to satisfy me. I went to visit family and complained most of the time how I felt terrible. It didn’t help when those I complained to agreed with me about how I looked and felt.
It was…
On a hot summer day many moons ago, I could hardly breathe. Walking was a struggle. My face was red. I was sweaty. It was only early morning and I already wanted to go back to bed.
I was restless; nothing seemed to satisfy me. I went to visit family and complained most of the time how I felt terrible. It didn’t help when those I complained to agreed with me about how I looked and felt.
It was July 4th. I should have been in a wonderful mood. Fireworks that evening. A planned picnic. I didn’t even want to prepare the foods I was supposed to take. Wow, was I crabby.
I went in the bathroom and looked at the full-length mirror and shuddered at what I saw. What a blimp I was. I looked like an over-sized whale. Maybe I should consider going on a diet; but that sounded like a terrible idea.
Maybe some exercises? Oh my gosh, what would happen once I got on the floor and couldn’t get up? Was the local crane company going to have to be called to help me off the floor?
I looked pathetic. Tears started rolling down my cheeks. I just wish things would change for me. I said a tiny prayer, asking for a miracle to happen.
Well someone heard my plea. Within one hour, I kid you not, I was at the local hospital, and had given birth to my second son. What a firecracker baby he was. No pain, nothing. A tiny bit of spotting, a call to the ER and a visit produced a fine, healthy baby boy. I smiled.
Happy Birthday Ryan. Mom loves you so much.
If I wear black tight pants
Will you stand and chant
Will you look at me
And be able to see
The tall black boots
With four-inch roots
Skinny tight shirt
With an over skirt
Naval playing peek a boo
Diamond studs that come in two
Long wavy brunette hair
Sort of messy I don’t care
Got this weight to go a way
Feeling better every day
I see you looking ore my way
You didn’t do that yesterday
Now confidence has come to me
Letting me do all I can be
Thank-you mirror for what I see
A brand new body a brand new me.
Terry Shepherd
01/17/2013
The words today are weight
Everywhere you look
Lose ten pounds is the key
And found in every book.
I used to think I looked alright
Until I heard the news
That I am unhealthy and oh so fat
And now I have the blues.
Our forefathers ate from the ground
And we eat from a box or can
The chemicals we do put within
Should automatically all be banned.
I want to be happy with who I am
I will never be very thin
So turn my mind to home cooked meals
And empty out the cookie tin.
It if grew in the ground it is alright
If it came from production, get it out of sight
Replace the sweets with natural sugars
And never, ever eat through the night.
I don’t have to be a walking stick
To feel like I fit in
I just want my inner parts
To be happy inside my skin.
Terry Shepherd
Who I am 