But I can still breathe....
Monday, July 11, 2011
While my perspectives on many levels including life and faith and family and friends has changed I find my self perception has not. It still amazes me to try on a size 8 and have it fit or feel a little loose. Or to find that a favorite piece of clothing does not look. Sometimes it looks like I am a little kid playing dress up. So why do I only see the fat self in the mirror? Maybe because I am still working out those changes.
Michael (my oldest nephew and is only 6 years younger than me) made me laugh at myself I realize how silly I am being. One day he was complaining about life and his job and lack of love and a host of other things. My retort was at least you can breath. I will never have tooth pick skinny legs due to years of dance and family genetics but I can still breathe. My stomach will never be flat due to a large scar but I can still breathe.
My mantra is But I can still breathe. Things will never be perfect but my attitude will shape my perspective and even perception. So breathe.