Maria and I had a zillion chores to do in town, we stopped at the Round House, I had to buy her a slice of this Chocolate Pecan Pie, I knew she would love it, and Scott put some whipped cream on it. I would have shared this pie with her once, but not any longer.

My doctors are very happy with my health now, my heart is good and strong, my diabetes is under control, I am active and feel very strong. But in recent months, I have taken some additional steps to be healthy, changing my diet slowly but radically. I have pretty much given up bread and am more conscious of carbohydrates. I can feel the difference in my body.

The doctors tell me I can have just about anything once in awhile, but I don’t really feel that pull any more. I was very happy with the chicken chili, and I thought of the pie as a picture more than as something I wanted to eat. I have never believed in diets, and do not believe in them now. But step by step, year by year, I am learning more and more about nutrition and the body.

That feels good. Looking at the pie, I was somewhat shocked that I didn’t really care to eat any of it. Maria polished it off quickly, there is something to be said, I told her for being skinny and short.