A few weeks ago, at my Weight Watchers meeting, we needed to find an anchor. Something that will hold us, keep us steady during stormy seas. Something that you will see, touch, feel constantly, that little reminder to keep us on the straight and narrow on this journey. I am having the darnedest time trying to find one. Some people use a belt with extra holes punched into it. They wear it under their clothes as a reminder how good it feels to have on a smaller size. Me, don't wear belts. Some use a paper clip string, putting on a new paper clip with each pound lost. They keep one at home and one at work as that constant reminder. Sounds good, but that means I have to find my paper clips. Some have special bracelets on the right wrist, to see whenever they bring that food to their mouth. I could never hook a bracelet with my left hand. I know it sounds like a lot of excuses on my part. But, I want it to be special to me, something that will hit home for me.
My sister is using her activity link around her neck as her anchor. I tried, but I nearly choked myself the one day. Every time I pick up something, in my head I ask, "could you be a good anchor?" So far, nothing has answered back. (I know, insert one-way ticket to crazy town!) But, in my defense, I feel it has to resonate in my soul, if it is going to work for me.

