I was asked today if you could change one thing about your appearance what would it be?
I sat with that question for a while trying to think honestly about the answer
I would like to lose some weight. But the extra pounds that I gained last year were a reaction from grieving the loss of my dad. They’re coming off and I honour the process I have been going through. So I wouldn’t change that.
The bump in my nose? I broke it on my horse when I was 8. It’s become a part of who I am.
My eye that doesn’t dialate? It’s leftover from a big and scary surgery when I was 21 to remove a massive tumor in my neck. It was benign. I am alive and healthy. I am grateful for that, wouldn’t change that either.
My scar across my lower abdomen? That’s a reminder of the birth of my daughter who is one of my greatest joys.
Every wrinkle and flaw I have earned and they have become part of who I am. This healing journey has brought me to a place where I am learning to accept who I am and where I am at. And that is my happiness moment today.