The topic of my weekly Weight Watchers meeting was, Emotional Eating, and as if right on cue, I cried when I attempted to share my thinking. It’s not that I’m struggling with emotional eating right now. On the contrary, I think I’m a lot more self-aware than I once was when it comes to this topic.

The other day, I made peppers and tomatoes over eggs because I recognized that I’d been missing my mom lately. She has been gone for nine years, she passed on August 11, 2014. She was special, and people naturally gravitated toward her because she was beautiful, smart, and hilariously funny. That is quite a combination plus – she was an amazing cook. I grew up eating good food. Now, one way I can connect with her is by cooking some of the foods she used to make me.

I don’t know why I couldn’t say all that during the meeting without tears. I suppose I must have needed a good cry, and that is the point – we need to allow ourselves to feel our feelings instead of feeding them. I’m still learning, and doing my best to continue to evolve on this journey. I hope anyone reading my posts is in a good place on theirs. But if you aren’t remember you’re not alone, and the brave thing to do if you need help is to ask for it. Thank you to my WW community for all the support and care you’ve shown me, I am all wholly better for knowing all of you.