This evening, I went to a memorial for a young man who committed suicide. His family and classmates were so hurt, and all I could do was just be there. My cousin's dad passed and all I could do was just be around. Another friend's mom's memorial is in a few days, and again, there's not anything I can do to fix it for them. To top it all off, this is the month my Granny died, and it still feels like yesterday. I mean, I've prayed and will continue to, but I feel like I should be able to do something to take some of that pain away. I don't know, I just feel that way. Maybe I'm in God's way--maybe I just want God hurry and heal them. It's just frustrating, and of course, I'm tryin my best not to eat everything I see.
I've done better than I usually do, but still it is a challenge, and I didn't quite meet it. I had a piece of chocolate cake and some
greasy Londonand Sons chicken wings and gizzards--and it was all good.
Still, I have to find a different way to manage stressful times. Even though I didn't eat as much as I usually do when I'm
stressed, I have to change the inclination to eat when I'm stressed. It's not just eating, it's eating something fatty and decadent--nothing else is satisfying, well, except sex, but that's another story.
I think the key is accepting that stress is a part of life, and that eating is not the remedy. Stress will come and go, it's up to me to manage it. The one thing I take comfort in is that God is with me, and it will pass. The best thing I can do for my family and friends is pray for them, and know that God will comfort and strengthen them. It's not the easiest thing to do, but I believe it's necessary. Plus, I know from my own experiences, everything passes and new joys emerge with time. As the "old folk" used to say, "trouble don't last always."