happy Mother’s Day

My dear Mother would have been

So proud of my weight loss. 

She was small. They called her

“Skinny Grandma!”

Just about the largest pot

I have ever seen 

Outside of a restaurant. 

Preparing for Ramadan. 

Preparation is everything! 

Blood glucose readings still 

Slightly higher than I like 

First thing in the morning. 

Stepping in high cotton. 

Or medium cotton. 

Or asphalt and concrete. 

Most people spend more time and effort 

Planning a vacation-

Than we do planning a life. 

We get to middle age and wonder

What happened!

I guess we think something magic

Will show up and rescue us. 

From the crappy life we made. 

Like weight loss. Health. 

Something magic happens. 

Or so we think. 

Miraculously we are separated 

From the consequences 

Of years of action. 

Or inactivity. 

I see his in other people, 

And I want to slap them,

(Metaphorically)

And wake them up. 

But I do it, too. 

Is it immaturity?

No coping skills? 

Ego stuff? 

🐍

Snake On, Fatties! 

😜😜😜

Happy Mother’s Day!