I’m 32 and for the past 20 years, I’ve always believed that one day, I would be this happy, fit and thin person. This person would be confident and be able to wear anything. This person people would envy at how put together she was but that person isn’t real. I’ve been close to that person having lost weight twice to a point where I was so proud of myself and confident however unfortunately I gained all the weight back and them some. I am now the heavy one in my family and extended family where I had always been average. I’ve been blessed with three healthy children and an amazing husband and I get so frustrated at myself for not being my best version. I have two young daughters and I don’t want them to grow up with an overweight, unconfident mother. I want them to look at me and see their mom as a healthy, fit inspiration. This is my journey; quarantined and all. I hope I can inspire you.

Good company in a journe makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton