Albeit on the high end, I am actually at my pre-marital weight. Yet I look nothing            like it.

Maybe I had a heavy spleen in my 20’s, because people would say I looked much lighter than my actual weight. Now, even with exercise, all 155 pounds are at the surface. I’m like the hollow chocolate Easter bunnies. Physically, what’s inside me now? Air? Is it gas? That is very likely with all the heart-healthy foods I’m eating.

I remember my inner core of my 20’s. I knew it oh so well. It was dense and heavy and the real me.

Years have shown that it was an illusion. Now my core is ethereal and free to change. As it expands, my belly sticks out and my waist thickens.

And, inside, I am nothing but spirit.