This is the true story of my mother, my family and me, and how I finally discovered the real connection between women, love and weight loss. This isn’t a warm and fuzzy story. I want you to be prepared that as you read, you may have some powerful feelings.
But I trust as you experience this with me, you’ll come out with a better understanding of how you can find greater levels of happiness and fulfillment in your life than you ever have before.
It was 11:30 at night, and I had just come home. My mother sat across the kitchen table from me, crying. She was eating. And as she kept eating and eating, she shared with me her discouragement. How she just couldn’t do it any more. How the weight had finally won.
As a young man I thought “just stop eating!” I realize now that at the time, I didn’t have the level of compassion or maturity to comprehend the struggle she had experienced her whole adult life. This struggle was at the root of her pain.
I wish I could tell you this story had a happy ending. I wish I could tell you she somehow found the strength and the answer she needed to take care of herself.
I wish I could tell you there was a magical, fairy-tale ending to this. I wish there was a pill or a revolutionary treatment that could help people like my mother who struggle more with what goes on on the inside than what appears on the outside.
When I received word she was gone, I went… Read more…