This week, I had another topic picked out for Fun Monday - your own personal heartthob who would make you change your life to be with - but somewhere between the time I originally posted that and this week, I decided I wanted to go in a different direction.
This post is about love. Love for yourself inspite of what you perceive of as physical flaws. I've had the advantage of already reading other posts about this so far and I'm impressed with the variety of body parts that, while not perfect, are treasured by their owners. The list of participants will be at the bottom of this post in case you want to check it out for yourself!
I'm not going to kid you. I pretty much hate the way I look. I'm too fat. I have a lot of scars. My skin is usually some shade of red - even worse when I get hot or am exercising to the point that onlookers become very concerned. My once luxuriant hair is thinning on top and making me consider adding a hairpiece to my arsenal of beauty products (you know, the ones I don't use very often because it's so much work). Despite various efforts to improve the shell, things don't look so good.
It was with this mindset that I decided it was time to figure out a way to love my body in spite of its rather obvious shortcomings. I am very grateful to be blessed with a sharp mind and a firm grasp on reality with a healthy dose of imagination and fantasy thrown in. My arms and legs work even if they are somewhat stiff with arthritis. My heart beats firmly and my lungs inflate and deflate on a regular basis. And I love that. As long as all those things work, there is the possibility of improvement.
But I do have one feature that stands out. I come from a very large family - and they ALL have blue eyes. They are different in all of us, but have the ability to express or hide what's going on inside.
Faye (who's sticking to the original topic)
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