Happy 4th of July! 237 years ago the American colonies first declared their independence from British rule. On a similar note (well… the analogy’s probably quite a stretch), I’m going to share with you the story of a young man who declared his independence from a life of unhealthiness. (Told you it was a stretch.) And fair warning, this post is probably going to be a long one.
This past week I watched a show with my roommates called “Extreme Weight Loss”. This particular episode followed a young man named Ryan who had lost his arm in a tragic car accident 2 years prior to the events of the episode. Over the course of a year, Ryan went from a massive 410 lbs down to a healthy 193 lbs, but not without hitting a few snags along the way.
On Friday I made a new friend. His name was Bob. Bob was born and raised in communist Yugoslavia, a completely different world than the one we now live in. I want to share some of his story with you, particularly the timeless wisdom he shared with me. I hope you enjoy the gleanings of my hour with Bob as much as I did. He grew up in a small town, in the same apartment that his family had lived in since 1938 (his mother passed away in 1999, and the apartment finally left his family’s possession after 61 years.)