I am so happy today. I think my world has finally righted itself and by God if it’s not about time. Today I am thankful for my mother in law Juanita, who has a lot to do with my positive self image. She has taught me many things over the years. The first lesson was that I could be ok with myself no matter what size I am. I had an eating disorder is high school. I would starve myself to loose weight then only eat junk food and dinner so my parents wouldn’t be suspicious. I weighted 125lbs and was 5’8″ tall in a size 9/10 and thought I was fat when I met her. Soon after that I got pregnant with my daughter and gained 65 lbs. I wasn’t worried about it because it was pregnancy weight and I lost it pretty fast dropping to 140lbs. But I was okay. Then I had my son and was at 206 when I delivered. I lost that to 150lb and was pretty okay but still on a diet and exercise regimen. Then I had a breakdown when my son was 2 and found out I am Bipolar. I went through a series of bad medicine and illnesses to get where I am today all of which made me gain weight. I learned really fast through the love of my mil, my hubby and my BFFs that size does not matter. So now I am heavy, but extremely happy with myself and my size most of the time. I also learned how to love from my mil. I saw how she love her kids and realized I could love my kids and hubby like that. She also taught me how to cook, which the family is extremely thankful for. My poor hubby and kids lived on Hamburger Helper and Au gratin potatoes for years. She also let us live with her for the for the first six years of our marriage until my hubby got through school and kids got old enough to go to daycare while I worked. She also taught me how to manage and run a daycare. That is why my book Bound by Darkness is dedicated to her. She taught me to be who I am without the masks as much as I can, which is the lesson Lila learns.

Also today is a writing prompt. I am going to put one up each day for the things I am thankful for. So today prompt is this:

It had taken Eli months to admit he was in love with her. She was an angel. A sweet breeze that drifted through his senses every time he thought of doing the wrong thing, making the wrong choice. She was what’d kept him on the straight and narrow for the last few months. The black Katana and his leather jacket were all that was left of his wild life. He was a dark, ominous presence in most peoples lives, but he’d turned in his scythe for her, his angel. Now here he was with her half naked in his arms and all he could think about was the danger they were both in. The Grim Reaper didn’t throw off the will of the devil and the demon himself would be coming for them now with the hounds of hell in tow. For now he would savor her body and bring his hell dulled senses to life, even if for only an hour. He’d take her slow and deep until she shivered and screamed out his name. When they came for her, because she would fall after this, he would fight and protect her. As she rubbed her partially clothed body over him, he pushed his tongue deep into her luscious mouth and reached for his sword. Black as midnight and made of hellfire it warmed his palm. His old friend. Always nearby. Sure that he had taken all necessary precautions he flipped her to her back thankful that her wings were retraced into their slits. He stripped her bra and panties quickly as he melodic voice twinkled in his ears. “Eli, I love you.” “Always, my angel,” he replied and kissed her deep as he penetrated her slick folds. There was a crack of thunder and the flash of lightening as he tore through her barrier. She arched and screamed his name clawing at his back.