In 1987, I entered the field of work which would become my career. 37 years later I find that a pressman who worked at the same place all those years ago now works for the same company I’m working at again.

This morning he commented on my appearance. He said he noted my weight loss, said I must be the weight I once was all those years ago. Said I was looking good. (He’s married, happily, not flirty at all).

No … I was 115 lbs then. A faulty thyroid had me struggling with weight for many years. I increased to 205 lbs. Now, I’m at 135 lbs and feeling really good.

Sometimes compliments are proper and good, appreciated.

Sometimes compliments aren’t appreciated, because it comes with an energetic or physical “pawing”, some sort of “need” another wants me to fill.

Oh the whoa.

Thanks be to the Most High and our Collective Family of Skillful, Willful, expertise.

I am grateful for health, for spiritual wealth, my new life, and those who will walk the path with me.

In a good way, let it be.

Aho.