Mushy Gushy

I guess you can't embark on any journey and be successful without the support of a loved one. I've got my sister and sister-in-law and mom and mother-in-law and friends... but another is my husband. Over the years not only has he been quiet about my weight, but he's been patient knowing one day I would be ready to get moving and losing. He encourages me to go the gym, asks how the gym went, even helped weight my food (more than once) and took me clothes shopping on vacation. HUGE step. My husband hates shopping with every fiber of his being. Even tolerated without grumbling while I tried clothes on in the fitting room. Best part is, when I came out of the fitting room with 3 outfits in my arms I said, "Please make pretend you are a girlfriend right now, okay? Two of the pants are a tiny bit snug, I know the next size up is too big. Should I buy them?" You know what he said, "Yes, because you're going to loose more weight and they will fit just fine." OMG. At that moment my husband could do no wrong. Love, love, love him!