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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 donā€™t have a sun kissed tan anymore and I certainly look my age. Iā€™m saggy and wrinkled ā€“ and apparently, I havenā€™t 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 wasnā€™t crying because of my appearance ā€“ I was ashamed of how judgmental I was being. I would never call someone else ā€˜fatā€™ or ā€˜stupidā€™ or ā€˜uselessā€™. 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 doesnā€™t point out my flaws ā€“ Iā€™m 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 Iā€™m in pain. He is good to me ā€“ and good for me. I couldnā€™t ask for more.
My advice today: find a love that truly ā€œseesā€ YOU. Sees beyond the physical and past the imperfections ā€“ sees YOU for the unique, magnificent, divine, majestic, glorious, resplendent creature you truly are.

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