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So I had a dream
that my boyfriend was speaking to a man, looking to be in his late 40’s/early 50’s.
He looked exactly like my uncle Rob. (died of cancer in 2006)
I asked him “Did you ever know a man named Robert Ross?” he flashed a grin, one exactly like my uncles and said “Yes, I knew him.”
I told him he looked exactly like him, and he laughed, in the exact way my uncle did. I swear it was him. He looked as happy as ever.It felt so real.
It was as though he was finally being introduced to my boyfriend, my first love, who everyone’s ‘heard all about’.I miss my uncle.
I miss going fishing with him, and how to everyone else he was a scary biker, but to us he was a big friendly giant.
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I was gonna write a post
about how terrible I think it is for people to be setting being severely overweight as a standard, so they can feel pretty about themselves as they are, rather than losing weight.
But then I realized that might hurt peoples’ feelings.
I’m plus sized, and can’t stand the fact that I can’t run for 30 seconds without being out of breath. How ‘pretty’ I may be has nothing to do with it.
