A post of my sweet little sister, Lysa Terkeurst a few days ago made me laugh!
I have gone through this battle myself as well as with my daughter who was mortified when she moved from a size 2 to a size 4!
While reading Lysa’s story I was reminded of a post that I meant to do at Christmas time and forgot, or got too busy to finish! One or the other. (I have admitted how I tend to “blast” through life if I am not careful.)
“Why do I care what size my pants are?
It’s not like the size is printed in a place for people to see. Only I have privy to such knowledge.”
Well, sweet little sister, that is not ALWAYS true.
Everyone in the ENTIRE UNIVERSE!!!! saw my jeans size that day. The only GOOD part of this story is that the event took place BEFORE my Christmas Holiday s-p-r-e-a-d, and my size was at least in my “presentable” range. Today however, these jeans are in the consignment shop!!
Along those same lines, I have had a similar battle with SHOES!!
Sorry ladies, you know that I am all about “Surrendering Secrets” but everything has a limit!!