I think that at times in our life we become very reflective on our past. Those times seem to be a result of uncontrollable life events. A death in the family, a sudden illness or a sudden accident can put us in that mode, much to our chagrin. And I am no different. Recent life events have made me reflect on my life and on my happiness. My cousin who was 54 died of “natural causes”. That means she died of some medical event that was not “foul play”. There was no reason to do an autopsy so that is what we were told and have to believe. We have no reason to think anything else. The death of my cousins at 54, makes me really sad. I mean, I am only 53, and if I take care of myself I could live another 30 years. That is a pic of her up top.
Denise died over the Christmas holidays, which dampened my holiday season. And then my aunt fell down and broke her hip/leg. I say hip/leg, because I could not get a clear answer from my brother or sister. What I do know is that she had surgery and made it out okay. She is at her house resting and walking. She is a spry 87 and loves chocolate.
While this was going on my stomach went south and gave me some serious grief for at least a month. I know that I needed to change my diet and exercise more, so that is what I did. About six or seven months ago, I went to see a holistic doctor and she told me that I was allergic to gluten and dairy and that I should stop eating refined sugar. So, that is what I did. I stopped eating all that crap for the last two weeks and I do feel so much better. I dropped 7 pounds the first two weeks. I also noticed that my energy level rebounded and I no longer am sleepy after lunch. I also re-started my exercise regimen.
Another thing that was bothering me was my relationship with my wife. It has not been the greatest. I know that I needed to do some deep thought work to get out of the mode of reacting to her actions. So, I committed myself to work on that as much as I could. That involved getting serious on the thoughts that happen inside my head. That is tough work. My Dad I had a “hard head” and he was not kidding. So, it has been tough sledding, At some points I am good, at others not so much. I am a work in progress.