I have insecurities. Occasionally, they cripple me. They tell me that I'm not good enough, that my nose is too big, that I have too many pimples, that my body is too jiggly, that I'm unorganized, that I'm never enough. Truthfully, it's Satan who whispers these lies to me, and sometimes, I believe him. My Creator made me wonderful, and I will listen to HIM this year. I will learn to love myself, my big nose that wrinkles when I laugh, my terrible skin that my baby girl loves to cover in kisses, my jiggly body that my husband adores, and the chaos that envelopes my house from time to time when the kids and I just play all day and don't pick up our toys.
This blog is usually about my kids. This year, I'll be taking one or two posts a month and dedicating them to my journey, to figuring out who I really am as an adult. When I turned 26, I began realizing that even though I though I knew who I was at 22, I didn't. If you're reading this and you're 22, you don't either. Trust me.
So here it is, the first of at least 12 self portraits this year, no airbrushing aloud (insert anxiety...HERE). In Big Bear, in the snow, freezing, kiddos laughing all around me, too shy to look into the camera, knowing I would be posting this frame.
Cheers 2011.
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3 comments:
Love it! You are beautiful in SOOOO many ways, never believe the LIES. :-)
At 40, I can now honesty say that's the best part about aging... you begin to embrace the real you, the woman who God made you to be. True and lasting beauty begins from within. It took me a LONG time to see through the lies in the mirror. I have a feeling it'll take you a lot less time. :) Here's to enjoying every stage God has given us! XO
just beautiful . . . I love what Cat commented too . . . so true!
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