Wednesday, May 22, 2013
I'm not perfect. I'm imperfect in every single way.
I'm not slender. I need to lose another 30 lbs and am losing it 1 lb a week.
I'm not gorgeous. But I'm beautiful from the insdie out.
I'm not rich. But I live comfortably within my means.
My point is this: I get looked over because I have a few extra inches around my tummy. Well, I'm working my butt off to get rid of that. If it took me 6 months to lose 30 lbs, it is going to take that long to lose the last 30 lbs.
I get looked over because I'm not striking. I've been told that I'm beautiful. Mostly in response to my smile.
I get overlooked because I don't have the latest fashions or drive the swankiest cars, because I live within my means and long to live modestly.
One thing though...I am happy with who I am. Despite being imperfect. I am complete happy with who I am.
The one thing I long for is to be loved and loved like no other. I want to be loved with passion. I want to be loved with every ounce in his being. I want to feel safe in his arms. I want to feel loved in his arms. I want someone who understands my quirkiness and that I can get very sad at times. I just want him to understand.
I'm tired of living life on the sidelines. I want to participate in love!