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    <title>Life is Good - Living with Love and Laughter</title>
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      <![CDATA[<font face="Arial" size="2">I am overwhelmed with a ridiculous sense of well-being and happiness and that seems silly because I am still ill, I hurt all over, and I miss what my life used to be before I retired and was hit with arthritis and fibromyalgia! After countless surgeries my life has just been so out of control for so long and it seemed that the worse it got, the more I ate, the more I ate, the worse it got...and on and on and on. I don&#39;t even know the reason or the moment that everything just stopped inside and I decided to try losing weight again (surely the 100th time!) but I do know that there has been a sense of peace in my world ever since.&nbsp; Discovering the Tools program through the Sparkspeople pages was a stroke of luck.&nbsp;I only hope and pray I can keep this up! It feels too good to stop and I feel totally committed but in the past I have lost it a million times for practically no reason at all. The only thing different in my life right now is knowing there are others out there who struggle as I do with a weight problem. Surprisingly enough, I also feel as if I have great inner strength right now too even though I have barely just begun. Amazing! Little quirks of fate and everthing turns around. It feels like I was always looking out of one window at the grey cinder blocks, weeds, dilapatated buildings, broken glass...and suddenly I got up and moved to a place where I could look out a different window. I am in the same place but have a better view. Go figure.</font><br /><a href="http://toolstolife.com/users/oldangelsue/blog/viewpost/2155/">read more...</a>]]>
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    <pubDate>2007-07-06 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Do You Remember This Song?</title>
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      <![CDATA[<p align="center"><strong><u><span style="font-size: 26pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">ALL THE TIME</font></span></u></strong></p><p><font size="2"><font size="2"><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">All the time I thought,</font> <font size="3">&ldquo;There&rsquo;s only me;</font></font></span></font></font></p><p><font size="2"><font size="2"><font size="3"><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Crazy in a way no one else could ever be.&rdquo;</font></span></font></font></font></p><p><font size="2"><font size="2"><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">I would have given everything I own;</font></span></font></font></p><p><font size="2"><font size="2"></font></font><font size="2"><font size="2"><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">If someone would have said,</font> </font></span></font></font></p><p><font size="2"><font size="2"><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&ldquo;You&rsquo;re not alone.&rdquo;</font></span></font></font></p><p><font size="2"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"></font></font></p><p><font size="2"><font size="2"><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">All the time I thought that I was wrong,</font></span></font></font></p><p><font size="2"><font size="2"><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Wanting to be me but needing to belong.</font></span></font></font></p><p><font size="2"><font size="2"><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">If I&rsquo;d have just believed in all I had,</font></span></font></font></p><p><font size="2"><font size="2"><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">If someone would have said,</font> </font></span></font></font></p><p><font size="2"><font size="2"><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">&ldquo;You&rsquo;re not so bad&rdquo;.</font></font></span></font><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;</font></span></font></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="2"></font></p><p><font size="2"><em><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">All the time, all the wasted time.</font></span></em></font></p><p><em></em><em><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">All those years waiting for a sign.</font></span></em></p><p><em></em><font size="3"><em><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">To think I had it all the time</font>.</font></span></em><em><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;</font></span></em></font></p><p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><em></em></font></p><p><em></em><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">All the time I thought there&rsquo;s only me,</font></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Crazy in a way no one else could ever be.</font></span></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">I can&rsquo;t believe that you were somewhere too,</font></span></strong></p><p><strong></strong><font size="3"><strong><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Thinking all the time there&rsquo;s only you.</font></span></strong><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;</font></span></font></p><p><font size="3"></font></p><p><em><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">All the time, all the wasted time,</font></span></em></p><p><em></em><em><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">All those years waiting for a sign.</font></span></em></p><p><em></em><em><span style="font-size: 24pt"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">To think <strong>we had it</strong> all the time.</font></span></em></p><br /><a href="http://toolstolife.com/users/oldangelsue/blog/viewpost/2612/">read more...</a>]]>
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    <pubDate>2007-07-28 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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    <title>Emerging into the light!</title>
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      <![CDATA[<p align="center"><strong><font size="4">THE MORE EFFORT I PUT INTO MY LIFE, THE BETTER MY LIFE IS!</font></strong></p><p align="center"><strong></strong></p><p align="left"><font size="2">Tomorrow is my last day, #90 if I were counting;&nbsp; however, imagining that one could finish tools is like believing that there isn&#39;t anything more which of course, is not true.&nbsp; This ending is more like a new beginning as I gather my resources, put to use the tools I have learned and continue to make positive changes in every day ahead.&nbsp; My future looks bright so I am filled with anticipation.&nbsp; I can see myself getting stronger and losing more weight.&nbsp; I feel healthier today than I have done in years.&nbsp; I am excited about my life and the changes I am making and still plan to make.&nbsp; You might think that this program requires total immersion and change but in fact, it simply requires a slight course correction.&nbsp; Imagine you are driving a car and you move the steering wheel just a fraction of an inch to the &quot;right&quot; - slowly and over time, you leave the road you were on and forge ahead in a whole new direction.&nbsp; The path becomes wider and further from your original starting place with every mile you travel until you find yourself in an unfamiliar territory- somewhere you have never been before.&nbsp; I feel like the explorer of my own life and I am about to discover the treasures I have always longed to find.&nbsp; Who knew they were inside me all the time?&nbsp; Everything is a cycle....we return to the place where we began, then circle round again in ever widening arcs.&nbsp; Day #91 or day #1, it makes no difference.&nbsp; I am on a new path.&nbsp; I will always know I am not there yet because I am still here.&nbsp; As long as there is breath in my body, it is not too late to keep on keeping on....to discover exactly what I am made of.&nbsp; I am Susan - oldangelsue.&nbsp; Thanks to all of you who were so helpful and strong, so motivating and full of encouragement.&nbsp; I will see you all in the tools room and continue to enjoy the blogs.</font></p><br /><a href="http://toolstolife.com/users/oldangelsue/blog/viewpost/2849/">read more...</a>]]>
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    <pubDate>2007-08-09 00:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
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