I first looked at this picture and went straight to my thick legs. The negative self talk began, although I recognized it quicker this time. The thoughts that crossed my mind—you’ve been working so hard and your legs still look like this and why did you wear this dress were a couple of them.
Perfectionism is the stealer of all joy, or at least that has been my experience. I didn’t always think of perfectionism this way—I used to wear it as a badge of honor. In fact, I think it was even a word I used on my resume right out of college.
So tonight as I caught myself falling into the hole of perfection, I’m thinking about the things that might not quite be where I want them to be at first glance. I challenge you to look at yours again too.
When I looked at this picture the second time, I see the STRONG legs that allow me to move my body and IMPACT others, legs that allow me to be GOOFY and PLAY with my little girls and DANCE with Zach.
So tonight I’m thankful for these beautifully imperfect legs of mine.
What are you thankful for?
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