In the years past I was a woman on a mission. That was the time I was doing a diet called Keto! I started Keto when my doctor informed me that I am pre-diabetic! This news galvanised me into taking some strict action and after doing some research, I came to the conclusion that a Keto lifestyle would be ideal for me.
During the time I was doing Keto diet, my mission was to try to convince anyone willing to listen that it was the best possible kind of diet as one didn’t need to starve to lose weight. Suffice to say that this zeal lasted till I was able to follow the diet myself.
My passion for this diet fizzled out when I had to undergo cholecystectomy ( gall bladder removal surgery) and my doctor told me to stay away from keto as it is basically based on having just fats and proteins and no carbs.
It is a strange phenomenon that when I find something that I feel is beneficial for me, I try to convince my family and friends to try it too. Is it only me or do you experience these feelings too?
What are you looking for? Aimlessly wandering around Trying to remember what it was That made you get up and venture out It was just a few minutes ago that You had a purpose, a quest But now you find your mind blank Totally at a loss to that mission That made you come all the way to the kitchen?
This happens to me so many times and I think I’m not alone in having these moments of feeling lost! I guess I’ve written about it before as well. A sort of recurring theme!
This week Melaniehas some very interesting questions for us in SYW
Fill in: ‘If I were really completely honest, I would say that …’ This is a question for ‘radical honesty’. What are the things you wouldn’t normally say? Things you would otherwise actually hide? What’s on your mind? What would you really like to be able to say?
“Your words are hurting me, deeply”But I never say that. I love my family too much to say this to them but sometimes in my desire to be the perfect mother/grandmother I try to do everything for them and end up over stepping my boundaries. They get annoyed and say things which are hurtful. I never could say that it was hurting me. All I do is apologize to them repeatedly. And I think it’s not likely to happen in the future either.
Have you ever broken anything? What about rules?
In college I broke my meniscus (cartilage in the knee joint) It later required a surgery to remove it. When I was expecting my third child, I slipped in a bazaar and broke the other meniscus in the same knee! It resulted in another surgery on the same knee sometime later. Then three years ago, I fell and broke two bones in my right foot.
As for other things, I’m an expert in breaking things and they are way too many to tell. But I’m not a rule breaker. In fact you’ll find me lecturing those who break rules!
Are you also afraid of spiders? What is your biggest fear, other than spiders? (if you’re not afraid of spiders, use your biggest phobia instead).
Nopes, spiders don’t frighten me. The same is true for many crawlies. I abhor flying cockroaches and am genuinely afraid of snakes. I also am afraid of activity that involve heights, like zip-lining, chairlifts and mountain climbing!
Do you think time goes faster as you get older?
The theory of relativity says that time passes faster when we are having fun and slower when we are in trouble. By this logic, in old age Time should move slower!
GRATITUDE SECTION (as always, optional)
Please share something that really inspired you from this last week or month.
My fellow bloggers inspire me daily by their posts, stories and poems. The responses to WDYS are remarkable in their diversity and I love to read how the same image inspires a different response.
In other news, my grandson drew this image of “Shadow the hedgehog” for you all.
Some flowers to brighten your day;
Thanks. Melanie for providing us with such interesting questions every week.
What do you do for a living? If you are retired, what did you do before you retired? If you’re currently unemployed, what did you do before becoming unemployed?
I was studying to because a doctor when I got married. In my culture, 36 years, back most marriages were arranged by parents. I gave my consent for the marriage, thinking I’ll be able to complete my studies after marriage, but that didn’t happen.
My first job was as the Wife! This job was soon turned into a combination of a wife and mother when my daughter was born. These combined responsibilities lasted for 24 years. The job description seems simple enough, but it was I think the toughest job around. It combined the duties of a housekeeper, cook, chauffeur, cleaner, launderer and a nurse/ doctor!
Finally when my elder daughter married and I thought that now my duties were going to lessen but after a year or so, I was given another job, that of a grandmother. While the job of a grandmother isn’t as challenging as that of a mom, it has its challenges too.
The biggest responsibility of a grandma is to love, nurture and spoil her grandkids. I do my best to fulfill my duties by helping my children when they need a nanny to help them out. In case of my grandson, my duties are different due to the unique circumstances of their situation. For him, I’m a part-time mom too, a tutor for helping him learn Urdu, teaching him Quran, and also a confidant! I’m also his student where he tries to teach my how to play different video games that he loves.
These are the details of my “career” I doubt that I will retire any time soon. Probably till I am fit and able to handle my “duties”.
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a collection of tables, chairs, lamps, baskets, teddies and other objects in quite a busy space.
Martha had always imagined that she had great taste when it came to decorating the interiors. She was also aware that not everyone shared this opinion. But she had a lot of confidence in herself and sometimes, another person would fall a victim to this deception too.
Mr and Mrs Jacobs were new to the town. They had newly come into some money and wanted to set up their new home in a grand manner. In short, they wanted to impress their new neighbors and colleagues.
Martha was their neighbor on the right. She met Mrs. Jacobs and convinced her that she would do a superb job and her fee was very reasonable too. After getting the contract for doing the decoration of the formal drawing room and reception area of their house, Martha took full charge of the assignment and left Mr and Mrs Jacobs on the sidelines.
The day they saw the finished rooms, it was too late to do anything about the decor. That evening, the guests at Jacobs’s home were bumping into chairs, sofas and end-tables, trying to navigate their way across the rooms.
It was a mistake that took a lot more money to fix.