So, I can officially say that I had a successful three day fast.
I'm so proud that I actually did it, and didnt even consider breaking it.
However, after eating breakfast this morning, I feel horribly ashamed and full.
He saw the worry in my eyes as I picked over my waffle today.
He gave me another one of his looks.
I sighed loudly and looked down at the buttery mess that was my waffle,
and took a small bite, finishing the quarter.
I chewed it thirty two times.
And then we left.
Love you,
Margie.
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wow 3 days is a lot! i could never have will power like that
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