I wonder where to start...so many things have happened to me over the last few years. I wish I had kept a blog from the start of my weight loss journey. I guess in the beginning I wondered if I would fail at this.. like every other time I tried to lose weight. I did not trust myself and it took time for me to see and accept that this was working..I was losing weight and keeping it off. IMAGINE THAT! It did, and I made it happen. Me and my trusty band and a lot of determination. Wow. It still seems surreal to me sometimes.
Any ways... the title Little Chickadee came from a term of endearment from my Dad. I adored my Dad and he always made me feel special, worthy, and loved. He has called me his little Chickadee since I was a very little girl. He still called me his little Chickadee when I was a 39 year old 300+ size woman. Unconditional love. He always loved me just as I was. My Dad passed away 5 days after an operation to remove a tumor from his lung. It was devastating to say the least. It will be 8 years Sept 15 th since he passed away and I still miss him dearly. When I am out working in the garden and the little chickadees come to grab a sunflower seed from the feeder I think about him and his great gift of love. Chickadee's are the cheeriest, friendly, little bird. Kind of what simple sweet joy looks like.
I was so lucky to have had such a great Dad. He really helped me make it through a lot of tough times....just knowing how special I was to him made me feel like I mattered.
So that's my little story about the name of my blog. My wish for the universe is that everyone has someone that makes them feel special, worthy and loved.