In this week's EndNotes column in The Spokesman-Review, Cathy did a great job of looking at what's important at the end of a person's life. Relationships matter more than anything else.
So, at first read, it seemed a little shallow when Marie Osmond's mom, on her deathbed, told her daughter to "lose weight." In the July Prevention magazine, Osmond went on to explain that her mom's advice was to take care of her body as a sign she was spending time and energy on herself. Makes sense.
But the "lose weight" line brought me back to wondering how stupid it will have seemed to worry so much about our weight throughout our lives, especially women. Will it seem like a huge waste of time and energy?
I recently went through some old photos I inherited from a surrogate grandmother. Found the photo posted above in one of her photo albums, dated August 1930. An unknown woman (with the seaweed draped over her!) wrote on the back of the photo: "I'm not that fat. This should be destroyed."