How is it that I know I was only given one of you when I consistently never take as good a care of you, as you do of me. For 43 years, you have given me good health, birthed babies and provided me with the strength to do so much. It is because of you that I am here and I will continue to rely on you to carry me through this life.
And in return for all you have given me, I feel as though I haven’t treated you well. I am sorry. There’s been too many years where you have just taken the abuse with little or no retaliation. What I have fed you isn’t what you deserve. Too much sugar for you to process, too much fat to store and too many chemicals, which I’m sure have polluted you in ways I don’t even understand. I know you need exercise to stay healthy, but why do I seem so resistant to give you what you need? Is it my mind’s own laziness? It must be because you, my body, are always willing to do what I ask. Never have you failed when called upon to move me from one place to the next. You are always willing and I must start giving you more of what you what you need.
My body, I have put you in jeopardy. For that, I am regretfully sorry. I can’t change the past, but I can change the future.
Thank you for all the years we’ve been together. You have given me more than I can imagine and now it’s my turn to thank you. I will feed you food that will strengthen you, to give you the power and energy to function and stay healthy. I will exercise you so you may feel the exhilaration of movement. I will push you and make you do things you never thought possible. I will treat you with respect. I will honor you.