After my brother passed away in 2009, my only goal became making it to the next day. It's hard to explain what it feels like to face your own mortality while adjusting to the feeling that a huge giant piece of you was stolen. My brother wasn't just a sibling, he was a part of me. My sister Samantha, myself and my brother were a unit. We were a dangerous trio and when we lost him, it felt like we lost ourselves.
One thing I did not anticipate after his passing was the weight gain. He passed away in June of 2009 and by the end of that year I found myself weighing in at over 200 pounds. Now on top of figuring out how to live without my brother I had to figure out how to live with new foreign version of myself. Here is what I learned about losing weight and taking that next step...Read More