This one is short and sweet. My clavicle is making itself known again.
I recall a conversation I had several years ago with a relative who has struggled similarly with her weight over the years. She said that she was always able to tell when it was time to start watching her weight, when she could no longer detect her clavicle. I remember that it was a moment of communitas between the two of us, as I remarked about a similar observation.
So as I was uploading pictures of yesterday's party (my eldest son graduated from high school this week, and we threw a family swim and barbecue party in his honor), I spotted it in a picture of myself. My clavicle.
