Sunday, August 15, 2010
Hiding in Plain Sight
I have several siblings. I am neither the oldest nor the youngest, but am one of the middles. None of my siblings knows that I have embarked upon this journey down Highway 150. My parents know, but that is mostly because I live very close to them. My mother has been sworn to secrecy. All of this intrigue amuses me even as it makes life a bit complicated.
Initially, I wanted to focus on my weight loss without feeling like I was under a familial microscope. Now, my secrecy has taken on a life of its own. Because I live in the south, the families all tend to visit in the spring when the north is beleaguered by winter's wrath. My siblings migrate down here in stages beginning in February.
One of the motivators that keeps me striving toward my goal is anticipating the reactions when my siblings see me again. I have a big grin on my face right now just thinking about it. By the time any of them sees me again, my journey will have been underway for nine months. I can't wait to see the double takes, the dropped jaws, the yells of surprise, the slaps on the back and the tears. I will revel in them all.