Again, let’s return to when we begin asking ourselves the question, Am I enough? While in the midst of her self-deprecating research, this young woman went on to explain:

While sitting there in my doctor’s office, reading all these brochures, it was hard not to imagine what MY BODY would look like if I had a smaller waist. or bigger boobs, or less wrinkles…a rounder butt, smoother legs, flab-free arms. I hadn’t really considered these things before…but they suddenly seemed like really good ideas!

When the nurse returned, I put my clothes back on, paid my co-pay and went home. I went straight to my bedroom, stood in front of the mirror, and stared at my body. I never realized my arms jiggled when I waved…maybe an arm lift would fix that?

I also never realized I had parenthesis on my face! Dear Lord, can you really smile too much? I never considered that the veins showing under my skin were unsightly. My kids always traced their tiny fingers over them, like it was a game. I’d actually liked that game - until now. 

What was it someone said? “36-24-36” …sigh…

Thank goodness, it occurred to me that I shouldn’t care what someone else thinks about a woman’s body! I’m hesitant to say that it took a bit longer to realize ‘someone’ isn’t the only one whose opinion I shouldn’t care about.

1. Now she’s beginning to come back around to what really matters. 

Y’all still with me? Good, because I have some important things to share with you in Blog #4.