In His Image

I have always been a bigger girl. I love my curves. Right now I've lost weight, but I'm still a bigger girl. I still love my curves, I wish they would come out from under the wobbly skin that is left over from Anyah's previous abode...but time will do that all on it's own.

I am not trying to lose weight. I am not trying to gain weight. I just am. And what I am is a constant evolution. This week I purged my closet into garbage bags and stuck the bigger clothes in the attic... in case I need them again... because I might you never know.

I was made in the image of a God who loves me just the way I am... wobbly gut and all. And that is the most important thing I can teach my daughters. Being healthy is important but being able to love yourself is priceless and it leads to great things.

I am extremely healthy (fertility aside). So healthy that my Dr makes comments about how healthy I am every time he runs a test. I am healthy because I love me...and treating me like crap doesn't feel good. So I eat well, I get sunshine and I dance in the living room with my kids. I keep moving, I keep trying new things I keep learning and growing.

Those things I keep....they keep me... they keep me changing so I never get bored with myself.

I love that God gave me the ability to be ever changing and yet always the same. I love that he gave me stretch marks, eyes that change color and a mouth that gets me into trouble. I also love that I have no idea where I am going or how I'll get there...but he does.