Tuesday, February 05, 2013
The challenge for February for the Love Your Body, Love Yourself Team was to write a love letter to yourself. If this was a decade or so ago I would say I had trouble putting pen to paper. I guess now it is finger to key. First, the challenge for me is to write something personal but not so personal that it compromises the privacy of people I know and love. Second, I was raised to be modest and that complimenting yourself was boastful and conceited. Well here goes. I am finally facing this challenge.
I love the way you can make people laugh. You always were the one at work or at a gathering that set a joyous tone. Even if you sometimes laughed at yourself, it was worth it to hear the laughter of others surrounding you. You spread joy.
I love the way you express yourself. You love to write, act, dance and now that you are older you just enjoy it all. You don't have to be Shakespeare, Katherine Hepburn or Ginger Rogers you are just you having fun and grabbing a big slice of life like nobody is watching.
I love your compassion and kindness. You are empathetic. Your husband calls you "Dr. Wendy" because everyone feels your therapeutic nature. Even the most defensive and guarded of people feel safe to let down their walls around you. They know there will be no judgement. You are full of love for your husband, children, mother, sisters, nieces, nephews, cousins, friends and animals. You show this love freely and bravely. You just put yourself out there.
I love your honesty and well even naivety. You always look for the best in people and you have no guile, no agenda, no underlying plan. Basically, what you see, is what you get.
Well, these are the things I love about myself. I love the fact I finally found the courage to write this. I don't know why it was hard but it was.