Summer is hereā¦and the sun is out in full force. I was trying on bathing suits last week and caught a glimpse of myself in a full-length mirror. It was borderline frightening and I found myself instantly wondering how someone in their right mind could love me.
I can pinch more than just an inch in most areas on my body. My muscles are not tight and toned like they once were. I have age spots and scars and my hair is thinning. I donāt have a sun kissed tan anymore and I certainly look my age. Iām saggy and wrinkled ā and apparently, I havenāt looked closely in a while.
I sat down on the bed for a moment to calm down and my eyes immediately welled up with tears. But I wasnāt crying because of my appearance ā I was ashamed of how judgmental I was being. I would never call someone else āfatā or āstupidā or āuselessā. I would never be so critical of someone! Why was it ok to say these things to myself?
Mike consistently reminds me how beautiful I am. He doesnāt point out my flaws ā Iām not even sure he sees them. He accepts me unconditionally. He gives me grace on bad hair days and rubs my old, aching muscles when Iām in pain. He is good to me ā and good for me. I couldnāt ask for more.
My advice today: find a love that truly āseesā YOU. Sees beyond the physical and past the imperfections ā sees YOU for the unique, magnificent, divine, majestic, glorious, resplendent creature you truly are.