Was that cute or what????

I love my brother-in-law (BIL). I haven't always loved him. I loved him when he was dating my sister, but I didn't love him so much when he married her and I realized that I wasn't going on the honeymoon.

Excuse me..............what do you mean I can't go????? Don't you remember I'm the one who wrote you those other love letters included with the ones from my sister? I can't help it that you couldn't read my scribbles.

Don't you remember I'm the one you used to take on your dates? What do you mean I'm not going on the honeymoon???

Didn't you see me drop those pretty flowers on the floor for my sister to walk on just a little bit ago at church?? What do you mean I'm not going on the honeymoon????

Somebody must be confused. So, I proceeded to run around and around and around the dining room tables while crying, actually sobbing. WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M NOT GOING ON THE HONEYMOON?????

At this point, I probably should tell you that I am 15 years younger than my sister and I was only 5 years old when she got married. (The picture is of me sitting on my sister's lap and my brother.) So, now it's not so weird that I didn't understand why I wasn't going on the honeymoon.

Eventually I got over that traumatic turn of events that afternoon and I loved him again and have for many years.

I am so blessed to have them living in a town close by. Obviously, they know about my weight loss journey, but I haven't seen them since the middle of July. My sister had some out-patient surgery today so, I headed to the hospital this morning. My sister kept telling me not to come to the hospital, it was "no big deal." Well, I said I would be there but I would not "force" her to see me prior to surgery. I'd wait in the surgery waiting room with my BIL and see her post-op. Shortly after I got there, my sweet BIL said that he almost didn't recognize me as I stepped off the elevator. How sweet was that??

Take THAT, you stupid scales!!!!! His comment made me feel good even though the scales haven't been so encouraging lately. His comment confirmed that my body is changing shape even though the scales don't "feel" it. I'm okay with that...............well, sort of........I'm definitely ready for the scales to start "feeling" it again. I digress............

Back to my BIL story.......

Well after the surgery and we headed back to the room where my sister was, I walked into the room behind him. We greeted my sister and after a few moments she made the comment, "You've cut your hair. I love it."

My BIL immediately responded with, "Hair cut?? She's had a whole body cut!!"

Is that not precious!!! I chuckled and grinned from ear-to-ear. Body cut............how cute is that??!!!! I love my BIL.

Once again, I am very grateful for the CHOICES that I am making these days. The hair cut and "body cut" are both results of my good choices. I definitely would not have cut my hair this short 8 months ago and I definitely was no where near looking like I had had a "body cut" 8 months ago.

"She's had a whole body cut!" I like that comment. I like the choices I'm making!!