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The Ever Changing Me Last couple of years plenty has changed. That’s what life does, it changes. We grow, and change. This was my kid’s assignment for school over the last few weeks. About how he has grown and changed over time. How he started from being a baby; not being able to talk, walk, feed himself to today where he’s fairly independent, and has emotions that he can express. He can express them better than most kids his age, I would say. I would say that because I’m his mom and most of his emotions are directed towards me. I would also say this because I'm his mom, and my child is smarter than yours. Always. The purpose of telling you about Dawud’s homework was that the line about “growing and changing” was straight up plagiarism from a very competent kindergarten teacher. Sorry Sir! Next time I will give you full credit with name, and credentials. Growing and changing has so so many different meanings to different people. To a 5 year old it simply means being able to grab things with one hand. Sounds simple and innocent. To me change and growth means being a 100 pounds lighter than 3 years ago. That kind of change is not just physical, it comes from the inside before it starts showing on the outside. I don't much care about what people get to look at on the outside. I know everyone cares a little, I'm sure I do too but I'm not worried about people’s opinions. When people’s opinion counted I didn't care about the weight. Of course, they wanted me to be prettier, who wants to look at something that's not aesthetically pleasing? I started losing the weight when I decided it was the right thing for me. My health. I wanted to take charge before it was too late. I am my best friend, my best ally, gotta watch my back, right? We weigh people’s worth by the pound. Every time I meet someone I haven’t seen in a while I realize how “different” I look. I’m forced to admit that I “feel” different too. Because, of course, weight loss comes with so many positive changes in one’s life. (link in bio for rest) #growingandchanging #movingon #changeisinevitable #learningtogrow #strongerthantime #strongerthanmystruggels #towhomitmayconcern #lifelessons https://www.instagram.com/p/BpEhyO2hdQd/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=2b4f4i5h9xo8
Outta my weigh!
Out of my weigh!
So…things are changing.
Weight loss is a given. My body is sick, and angry with me. I've developed some auto-immune issues. After years of gaining, I need all this extra “fluff” to be gone. But that “fluff” isn’t all on my body.
I’ve recently changed careers, and it’s started me on a new path in life. A happier one, where I have time to do more. I've gone from a 12-hour workday (3 of those being commute time) to a salaried, work-from-home dream job with a company that truly cares about work/life balance. So with this newfound time, I’d like to focus on what matters. I’d like to dabble in things, be healthier. I want to spend more time with my kids, and my husband. I want to get rid of all this clutter in my house, and start making more things myself. I want to plant a garden, get some house plants, start making and using natural products and remedies.
This is my journey toward a better life. Join me, won’t you?
xoxo,
ady