I realized the other day that for the first time, probably in my entire life, I actually liked myself. I’ve battled my weight, doubted myself, wondered about the decisions I’ve made, questioned authority, fought depression and anger, suffered my share of identity crises, you name it, but a few days ago it hit me that I was ok with just being myself. Sure, I know I’ll fight my weight and always have about 5-10 pounds to lose, but I’m ok with that. Actually, right now I don’t care. My stomach will never be flat and that’s ok with me. I have veins on my legs but I don’t care about them either. Same goes for the grey hair growing at my temples and the wrinkles around my eyes. I’m opinionated and outspoken, but I’m also funny as hell and I like that about myself. Matter of fact, I wouldn’t change a thing.
So the next time you’re thinking about how flabby your thighs are or how wrinkled your skin is, take a moment and think about what makes you wonderful. Maybe it’s the ability to bake a perfect pie or maybe it’s your glossy hair or long legs. Whatever it is, take a moment to appreciate it. I’ll bet your day is better because of it!