The chocolate cake was delicious. It was moist, and it had the perfect, I mean perfect, amount of icing. It was melt-in-your mouth delicious. As I took my second bite, I thought to myself, you don’t really need the cake. But, it was just so good, I made the decision to enjoy the cake.

See, my weight goes up 10 pounds and down 10 pounds. It is always the same 10 pounds too. No matter how hard I try it seems that I am connected to these 10 pounds. Maybe one day we will break up forever.

I like when I am on the lighter side of the scale, my clothes fit better and I know it’s better for my health. But, since I got sick and slowed down a bit, I do not mind the extra 10 pounds. I know I will lose them (again), as soon as I can work out and decide to eat better. But, even more importantly, I know that it’s really not a big deal either way.

For a long time I worried about my weight. I skipped dessert, I passed on the birthday cake or whatever yummy option was in front of me. I basically conditioned myself to take a pass on dessert and do what I thought I was supposed to do which is to say no thank you to dessert.

The more I love me and accept me for me, the more I realize that I created rules for me to live by such as saying no to dessert. Well rules that we create can be revised, changed and even deleted as we change.

Being sick reminded me that one day I will die, yes I know it’s not a revelation but it served as my reminder. As I look back on my life, I am sure that I won’t think – I wish I didn’t eat the cake. My legacy won’t be – she was overweight. It will be that I lived my life and experienced all the sweetness it had to offer.

If you do decide to pass or eat the cake, ask yourself why you made that decision. If you say yes to the cake, enjoy every bite.