On Being Noticed

Yesterday was an interesting day.  I think I was finally wearing clothes that are my current true size and it showed.  

Several colleagues commented on my outfit and told me I looked nice.  I stuck my head in to say hi to my boss this morning and she asked if she could take a picture of me. 😯 😁 

Being noticed is so...weird.  I mean I’m a Leo!  I’d be lying if I said some part of me didn’t enjoy the attention.  But it’s also awkward.  I’ve spent years of my life trying to blend in and hide, trying to be part of the fold.  Although I think I hide it well, when people look at my body or my clothes I can’t help but feel slightly uncomfortable.  When they then comment on my body or my clothes those feelings are magnified x 10.  But I also like it, hence feeling awkward.  

Feeling both awkward and exhilarated by the same external stimulus.  Is that even possible?  I guess it is.  

My boss knows where I came from and how significant this journey has been for me. She’s been a solid supporter of me, throughout my catastrophic illness last year and now throughout this WLS path I’m on.  Her noticing and her compliments mean a lot to me.  I’ve learned that you never know where your cheerleaders will come from or who they will be.  Important stuff!  

The next big moment came at the end of the day.  We were at karate with our son and the Grand Master of the karate school whispered to me, "You’re looking pretty thin, what have you been doing?" It wasn’t an appropriate time or place to tell all so I just smiled and said, "Working really hard!" Still though...thin as an adjective used to describe me??? From an extremely athletic and scary-tough karate master???  At the end of a day where compliments had been showered over me like confetti???

Someone pinch me, I must be dreaming!