What do I want you to know.
I just polished off a slice of watermelon. As I got down to the white part of the rind, I remembered my grandmother’s watermelon rind preserves. A sweet chunky syrup flavored with cloves, citrus rinds, and those parts of the watermelon left behind save the green skin. I would spoon it out joyfully onto my french toast. Who knows where the recipe is.
The weather is teasing us from gentle May to angry humid Southern Summer. But this is the first year that I don’t feel completely intimidated by my garden but hopeful for its future.
Despite the fact that I am not necessarily losing ground nor am I losing pounds on my Noom diet, I continue to tweak my exercising and eating habits and visit my why. If you try to shed weight because you abhor the way you look in a mirror, it probably won’t turn out the way you want it. Nothing good ever comes from chastisement and judgment.
The mask lifting is in effect in some places. That is nice. I’m OK with physical distance to prevent us from spitting in each other’s mouths, I just like to see your smile and I want you to see mine.
Oh and I have a reborn blog to fiddle with. I am feeling a new voice rising inside. A voice that needs to be listened to and written down. And that feels like hope as well.
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