Life is like a ship on a sea, started journey in the morning,
No signs of sea-shore until the evening.
Going and going, pushing up and down on the waves
Sometimes it's a fear of drowning.
Thunderstorms, clouds and the pouring water
Sometimes the bright sun, the clear sky seems better …
An excerpt of the poem Life is like a ship on a sea by Farida Amin.
My problem with my new lifestyle is I am enjoying the new way of living I am no longer concerned about the reason for getting on the boat in the first place. I have become a sea lover rather than the original land lover that I used to be; I am enjoying the tranquillity of the sun-kissed waves, the beauty of the weight I have achieved and no longer worried about the original destination I had set out to achieve. I am still seven pounds away from my ideal, and the aim of my big birthday is looming closer. I have now been this weight for another eight weeks, neither gaining nor losing weight. It seems it is no longer my priority.
Oh I can see the shore, or at least I know it is there in the distance, but I have lost the drive and the impetus to push that one last time. Hence today’s blog.
Another song came to me in the last couple of days, a small twinge t the back of my mind, a possible final spurt into action:
Ever since our voyage of love began
Your touch has thrilled me like the rush of the wind
And your arms have held me safe from a rolling sea
There's always been a quiet place to harbour you and me
May be it is time to Rock the boat, don’t rock the boat baby!
Have a great week whatever you are doing.
Start of a new me yet again
FOR THE LOVE OF FOOD
Hello
