- As we turned to leave, my sister pointed out that I should have just accepted the sweets and gave them to her.
- She also mentioned that I didn't have to keep explaining my new dietary regulations, that I should be discreet. I did not concur.
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It was a few months into my weight loss journey when I bumped into my dotting grandmother at my home church; PCEA Kibiku Parish. My sister and I were on our way out after the first service and we met my grandma who was attending the second service. Hugs and kisses were exchanged as my grandmother gushed over my transformation. I could feel my sister's eye-roll as I twirled to give my granny a full view of my new look.
" Wow, Marion this is wonderful. Keep at it," she said as she reached into her big leather handbag to fish out my all-time favorite candy; Eclairs.
" Here you go lovelies," she said cheerfully as she handed my sister the sweets. Her hand disappeared into the bag once more to retrieve more sweets and as she extended her hand to offer me the eclairs, I smiled and nodded my head gently, my voice so low that it was almost a whisper;
" Thank you Cucu, I stopped eating sweets."
Her disappointment was almost tangible. I was not known to turn down candy or anything edible for that matter.
"The diet has me sacrificing a lot…" I began apologetically but she interjected me with a quick smile and pledged her support to my cause.
As we turned to leave, my sister pointed out that I should have just accepted the sweets and gave them to her. She also mentioned that I didn't have to keep explaining my new dietary regulations, that I should be discreet. I did not concur.