She Magazine NOVEMBER 2015 | Page 36

Marti Miller-Willoughby contributing writer November Directions FALLING BACK, FALLING DOWN, & FALLING UP expect to soon find a big red warning flag dangling from my hips as I waddle to and fro. The confectionary parade that begins with Halloween candy and ends with January resolutions gets a giant kick-start in November with all the Thanksgiving preparations of testing and tasting new recipes designed to entice family members into sharing another T 36 meal. This Thanksgiving will be especially filled with reasons for giving thanks – thanks for the trials, the triumphs, and the mirahere must be something spectacularly special about a month that cles of healing; thanks for the renewed health of family and friends; thanks for the includes National Doughnut Day and Thanksgiving and Veterans losses that draw us ever closer to our God in those moments of quiet and not-so- Day and is designated National Adoption Month. Like a cherry quiet desperation; thanks for answered prayers of both “yes” and “no” and even on top of an already delicious sundae, November now gives us an “not now”; thanks especially for the love that gathers around our overladen tables extra hour of snooze/drool/snore/stare-at-the-ceiling time on its each holiday season. very first day this year. November 1st is falling back day! Daylight savings time is Unfortunately for me, falling back time also leads to some falling down time, put to rest for at least a few months. The downside of this, of course, is the obvious as evidenced by the aforementioned food consumption and a few other things... lack of sunlight in our days as fall and winter descend like dark woolly blankets, Every year I promise myself that Christmas shopping will be completed in October. covering some of us with snuggly warmth and others of us (the flip-flopping sum- Yeah, right - not one single bauble, trinket or gift book has been purchased. Not mer lovers) with trepidation and rays-less anxiety. I also begin the dreaded falling even a list has been generated. Evidently I enjoy self-sabotaging with to-do goals. back to my sweet tooth overload tendencies. I have the same goals for birthday gift shopping, too. My daughter’s anniversary of I find myself falling back to cookies, cakes, pies, cupcakes, doughnuts (one birth was in August and I still have yet to hone in on a great commemorative gift cannot in good conscience ignore the national celebration that comes only in celebration of my labor for her. And my poor son’s November birthday gift often twice per year by not indulging in at least one hot mess of rounded perfection), gets pushed into December and wrapped in a Christmas package. and other fat and sugar laden horrors with the appetite of a food-deprived, We’ve covered falling back and falling down. Maybe a quick leap into falling tapeworm infected “womaniac.” And no, I do not exaggerate here – I am confessing a up will help save the day. Of co urse the first thing to tackle here is how exactly well-loved sin that gets advertised broadly when my pear shape grows in direct does one fall up? It’s rather easy – ever get tripped up by a tread on your way up proportion to what I feed it and then fail to counter with aerobic exercise. And, not the stairs? I believe that counts as falling up. Or at least let’s use it for illustrative unlike the WIDE LOAD warnings we encounter on the highways and byways, I fully purposes anyway. OCTOBER 2015 SHEMAGAZINE.COM