Three weeks ago a new love entered my life. Her name is Luna and she is a 13 week old blue heeler/rottweiler mix. After two months of grieving our previous loss, Spier (see this post), we decided it was time to try adding a new member to our family. The plan was to get a dog around the age of 3, knowing full well how much work puppies can be. When we arrived at the event for the alternative humane society, there she was, curled up in the corner napping, and it was love at first sight!
Practicing a positive approach to feeling "full" through mindful insight, shared experiences and tips on living your best with GP.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Monday, September 17, 2012
Fundraising: Oh, What a Wonderful Feeling!
After months and months of organizing, researching, emailing and preparing, it finally happened and quite successfully I might add! I quickly learned putting on a fundraiser is no simple task. It requires not only time and dedication, but a deep passion to make a difference. Luckily, I was far from alone on this project.
Monday, September 10, 2012
Awareness Walk for GP T-Shirts and Bonus Macrobar...Must Sell to Complete Fundraising!
The walk was a huge success raising at least $3,000!!! Weather could not have been more perfect, sunny, 80 degrees and no wind. So thankful for all the volunteers and their hard work, this could not have been possible without them. We had several visitors up from Seattle area and met many locals who are dealing w
ith similar issues and learned so much. Later this week I will be posting a follow up report on the day as well as sharing photos.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
The Ebb & Flow of Acceptance
Does time seem to go by as fast for you as it has for me? It's hard to believe a whole year has passed since having my feeding tube placed last August. What is even harder to believe (and accept)...it is still a part of my life. Thinking back prior to the procedure, when I was struggling so much to get down enough food in the day and pounds were dropping quickly, this option of "feeding" seemed unreal. However, reality struck and acceptance sunk in that I could no longer avoid an alternative form of nourishment. The doctors insisted it would only be short term, 3-6 months at most, until my weight became steady again.
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