Today I celebrate my 5th Anniversary of Project Me. A journey. At the age of 46 years old, I was 193lbs, (almost my pregnancy weight) had an unconfirmed diagnosis of sleep apnea, my knees hurt, my back hurt, and all I could think about was that if I was like this now - what was I going to be like when I was 50? I had enough. I started on a Friday and April 1st. I was serious this time.
I won't rehash my journey as you can click on the links of Project Me below and see where over 5 years, I SLOWLY lost 70lbs (took me almost 2 years), and changed my eating habits. I had then improved my outside, but still hadn't worked on my inside. Without the help of my doctor, our work EAP, a very special friend/co-worker, my new (at the time) manager, very supportive team members and of course my very patient and understanding husband (who was the conductor of my 'crazy train') and son, I could not have done it. It took a lot of people to get me to where I am today - and I thank them all - from the bottom of my heart. I am 51 years old and I am owning my age. I am at the best physical, mental, emotional and spiritual best that I have been in my whole life. It has been a COMPLETE Lifestyle Change. I completed my Corporate Wellness Certificate this January and in May, I will complete my Workplace Mental Health Leadership Certificate. I am so excited for these opportunities!! How awesome to work for a company that invests in me and allows me to take educational courses to control my destiny? 5 years ago today, I woke up and decided "I Am Worth It". And I know I am. If I inspire even one person to take control of their life, to get them to believe that they are worth it, I believe I have fulfilled one of the purposes of my life. xo Catherine
I've never been one of those parents that wished my child out of the house the moment he graduated. Of course, I hadn't really expected him to still be living at home at 25 years old either. But he was always an easy person to have around.
He started making his bed and cleaning his room at 5 years old. He started making his own breakfast at 6. He's been doing his own laundry since he was 8. He started packing his lunch for school at 9 and vacuuming since 11 years old. He started working after schools/weekends when he was 15 and has missed 3 days of work in 10 years. He empties the dishwasher and cleans out the kitty litter more often than me.
Even during his teenage years, he was very easy on us. Oh there was a couple of times where I shook my head and wondered 'what is that boy thinking', but he wasn't a partier, or a smoker nor got into trouble at school. He has been paying his rent, buying his own groceries, and cooking his own meals for the last six years so was never a burden on us. He was always a self sufficient, reliable young man.
But the time eventually always comes doesn't it?
My Kurtis is flying the nest. He saved enough money and has bought himself a condo. 2.6 km away. A 5 minute drive. He takes possession in less than 2 weeks. I am ready, but I am not. Know what I mean?
I will miss seeing him every morning before he leaves for work. I will miss his hug and kiss that he gives me every day. But it's time. I know it is. We both are ready I think. The last 25 years went quickly. It will be a big change for us both.
I think if you can say you raised a kind, compassionate, responsible young person when you release them into the world on their own, then you can pat yourself on the back and tell yourself 'I did a good job as a parent' and be as proud of yourself as you are of them.
And as I watch him take the last of his stuff out of the house, I will stop and listen to the emptiness of my empty nest. I will then turn around and get to my task at hand...
turning his bedroom into an ultimate craft room for myself!!!! Super excited!