Lost

Being lost wouldn't be so bad if I knew who could help me find my way.  The past six months or seem in some ways to have been one blow after another: surgery, my dog's death, my dad's death, and a lingering injury. 

In the midst of this I've lost confidence in my Self and in my ability to workout and to not be a slave to food.  I'm spending so much time healing that there's not much left for anything else.

But I want to get back to healthy in mind and body.  I want to find my way.  And that lets me know that all is not lost, that I haven't succumbed. 

Now if someone would just give me a map and hold my hand, maybe I can find my way again.