First, I am here to help my grandfather sort through my grandmother's belongings. Her death has had a big impact on me and I miss her every day. She died in January and I spent that week helping my grandfather get as settled as I could in his new routine. Today, I am heading to his house (which is why I weighed today - he doesn't own a scale) to help him decide what of hers to keep and what to donate to charities. Of course this trip will be emotionally difficult, but it also holds a lot of nutritional difficulty. Texas is full of fat people. Yep, I'm fixin to say it: even my family struggles with weight A LOT. I know the culprit: restaurants. My dad eats out just about every meal - my grandfather too (though he eats like a chicken and doesn't weigh hardly anything anymore).
There is a silver lining, though. My grandmother, Bunna, had GREAT taste in clothes. She modeled for local stores until a year or so ago and was a perfect size 10. There will be many clothes coming my way.
So, this next week will hold a lot of challenges for me. Pray that I can make the right decisions and be helpful where it matters. Corsicana, Texas is hardly the health capital of anything. My grandfather eats breakfast at Roys Cafe everyday (and has for 40 years). His friends are there and I am grateful that he has a reason to wake up every day. However, Roys serves you grease with a side of eggs. Lord help me.
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