Dear Shannon,

Well said!

No one can fix me — my husband can’t eat for me. He can’t undepress me — although he can make me laugh, but that’s different. No one can fix me but me. And I like that. I like driving my own metaphorical bus. I like being in charge of me getting healthy. My mother would gladly take the reins, but I will not let her. It’s my life — I’m the boss of me!

Writer and storyteller, immigrant, wife, mom, knitter, collector of jokes, lover of cheap, sweet wine.