I just realized that I am really OK with me.
I never thought I’d say that. I’m a bit overweight. I wish my hair (and my legs) were longer. But all in all, I’m OK. I love my marriage and my husband makes me feel like the most beautiful girl in the universe (I’m sure that has something to do with it.)
For years, I have tormented myself over 10 lbs. I have secretly changed clothes 10 times every day before picking something that “works”. I have spent countless hours doing my hair and makeup. I have spent thousands of dollars on new clothes. I have been a work in progress with no possible end in sight. I pour over magazines and compare who I am to the paper dolls staring back at me.
Why am I saying this? Because today I am OK with me. I’m sure I’ll look back on this blog post and laugh out loud because there will (no doubt) be days where I’m not OK. I just need to put it on record that today I am OK. Today I feel beautiful. Today I hope I feel this way forever.