Measuring Up

10/03/12 - 382lbs  My daughter informed last night that I needed to go back to blogging everyday. Since I trust her more than anybody else, I will go back to blogging every day. Or at least I will try. Sue is here from Ga. It has been fun having company.  It also has made me feel like a third wheel. The differences in what I can do, compared to other people makes me feel even worse than I normally do. It seems like what I've accomplished, or how far I've come is never enough. What is it about parents and friends that can make you feel like a six year old? Why is whatever I am never enough? More importantly why do I give a damn? Why is it always a comparison?