Numbers

Going home this Friday all I can think of, besides my family, my puppies, my home, I think of checking my weight. For the first time I think I can remember, I want to go home, jump on the scale, and see the scale show I gained some weight, if not maintained it to say the least. I feel like I am eating more and eating more substantial foods. I feel less exhausted like last year, and I feel like I am in a good place. The number on the scale doesn't make or break how I am doing right now, but God, it would really be some objective proof of my recovery and improvement. I wanna see it. I am excited at the thought that I could. I pray that it does. Pray for me too!