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It's a family thing...

Over a year ago my husband, sister, brother in law, cousin and I all embarked on a journey that we were pretty unsure about.  We had no idea what we were doing or even if it would work.  I was the first to have my surgery, followed by my sister and then her husband, then my cousin.  My husband has had a few blocks in the road but has his surgery scheduled for the end of April.  I'm approaching my one year mark since I had my surgery.  I continue to get the comments "how did you lose the weight."  At first I was a little weary about saying how I did it.  Now, I'm not afraid to say "I had weight loss surgery!"  Why am I not ashamed or afraid?  Because I want everyone to know that I needed help and I was strong enough to get it.  I'm often asked if I'd do it again or if I regret it.  My answer, my only regret is not doing it sooner!  I had no idea how bad I felt before.  I had no idea how bad I looked.  What I do know is that I don't think I could have done it without the support of my family.  I think with all of us on board and all of us making the same changes, we've been able to be even more successful.  We cheer each other on.  We encourage each other.  We listen to each other's achievements and failures.  We may send a random text to each other with today's current weight and the total that made. 

I could keep babbling about this but my point is that it makes a huge difference to have cheerleaders cheering you on.  I am so lucky to have Steven, Amy, Will and Ashley cheering me on and I'm happy to cheer them on. 

How different is it to have cheerleaders...with only 4 of the 5 having surgery so far we are down over 400lbs between us!!!  That's the difference. 

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