Hello all,
Hope you are all well. Thanks for the lovely comments, its so nice to read them, I wish there was enough hours in the day to read and respond to everyones blogs! I have found myself allotting time to read them!
Talking about weight loss, its not easy as I am some mean cake eater. I have been what you would call chunky for most of my life, curvaceous, womanly.
Good for mixing cakes and cement, if required.
I blogged about Keith a little on CL, but here is how the story goes for those who don’t know.
I had been single for about five years, a few very part time things, but on and off and no one special. I had almost given up, happy to do my own DIY, scratch my own back and hog a double duvet to oneself, and then my friend met a nice chap from here in Almondbury.
When the inevitable wedding invitation came along, I attended with my children, and got chatting to Keith, whom I didn’t realise was someone my friend had previously talked about, ‘this real nice guy, bit big, but is losing weight, you’d love him, she said’. Not realising (til we had chatted each other up) who he was, I was stunned at his amazing weight loss, he had gone from 31 stone to about 19 stone. And being over 6 foot, he looked just gorgeous.
Well, Keith proved to be an absolute star, funny, loving, caring, all the things I honestly thought didn’t exist anymore. He’d had a life of caring for two ill parents, until they left this place for a more cloudy one, and being ‘Mr Huge Personality’ I feel like not many females had ever looked beyond his size. And here he was, wanting to date me, slimming furiously, single, coming with a massive fan club of men and women who had been his friends for years, saying ‘he’s a good one’.
Almost one year later, and I now live with Keith, and we are to be married this July. I take my inspiration from him, as he must have battled so hard to change his habits of a lifetime, and utterly turn his life around.
Sorry to bang on about him as if he was some super god, but to me he is, and I am sure you lovely lot have your ‘soul mates’ too. I would have laughed it off and been extremely sceptical if someone had told me a year ago that I would be living in Yorkshire, surrounded by rolling hills and dry stone walls, and marrying the man of my dreams. But I am, and I am loving every minute of it.
I used to do good things sometimes, nice things and then sometimes get bad things happen to me, and my mum used to say ‘what goes around comes around, and one day something really good will happen to you’.
Sounds a bit of a cliché but I think good old mum was right, as they so often are. I miss her and my family and friends who still live in Warwickshire, but phew, what a trade off.
Well, enough, enough mushy wishy washy stuff, I will have everyone reaching for the hankie, or the sick bucket…..back to reality, to shove another wash in before bed.
Night my very special friends
Love Sue xxx
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5 comments:
Sue - what a beautiful story. It sounds as though you have found a jewell of a man - they exist but you have to have the eyes to see them. I hope you'll show us some photos one day!
My son is a big fellow too - I don't know what stones are, but he is 6'5" and 325 lbs. He is as handsome as can be and a sweet, smart and gentle man. Luckily he has a wife with eyes that can see like yours - you sound like a smart woman!
I've got a big man to love him to bit's and your self discription sounds like me!! colin walked past me and sqoozed[is there such a word] my upper arm this morning and sang "so macho" i laughed but secretly wanted to cry, what does he excpect when i'm expected to move tons of robble ,,xx
That's a lovely bed-time story. I got quite misty eyed.
Wise old mum. There are some wonderful men out there and they dont all come in the packaging we expect!! Mine came as a package as you all know with two little boys in tow.
Not long now till the big day is it really. Loved the blog.
THat was lovely Sue, brought tears to my eyes!
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