Hi there. I am 43 years old, but if you ask me my age, I'll tell you I'm 21 & a bit. Thats the exact age my Mom was from when I was little until the day I lost her to cancer. She used to tell me that the bit just got a little bigger.
When I was in my 20's I used to be quite small (and I"m only 5'1"), and the worst part about that is that I still have dreams of being that size. And then I wake up, walk by a mirror and get depressed all over again.
I plan on getting as healthy as I can, and hopefully being around for my daughter and son for as long as I can. I have even gotten my husband to change a few of his bad habits.
I wish all of us at FS a wonderful and rewarding journey, for whatever our goals may be. Hugs to all!


So now I'm almost 50 and am determined that I'm going to get there this time. I wish I did in my 30's, came close in my early 40's, and will in my late 40's. I would like to feel better and not be afraid to look in the mirror.