Migration is happening with my body, aging as it is, it’s heading Southward in the fat zone.
Onward into the bellies, upper and lower, buttocks, thighs, hips, legs, you get the picture.
Voluminous, it feels as water weight joins the adipose tissues, further weighing down my lower extremities.
Inching tight jeans slowly over my thighs, gripping the waist to come together and zip snuggly over the belly.
Negating the inevitable, I understand there is one way to resolve the issues.
Gratitude wins as I come to realize that not everybody gets the chance to have such challenges with life.
So, there’s my Six Sentence Story. Would you like to join? Go to this LiNK! Every week Denise posts a word prompt for us to write to and this week’s word was MIGRATION.