Dear Feet:
Yesterday I was noticing that you needed another pedicure, and I got frustrated that you just keep getting crackly and old looking. You look worn.
And crusty
And what the heck is that tattoo, anyway? Seriously, why did you think it would be a good idea to get a make-shift seahorse on your foot? It looks old and worn out, too.
But I realized, feet, that you've carried me probably a million miles and God willing, you'll carry me hundreds of thousands more. You've been good to me, feet, and I'm grateful today that I can still move and walk. I realized, I'm pretty grateful for you and I will proudly wear all of your marks and bumps and bruises and cracks and creases because I should be proud of you! You have served me well.
I liked this. Is it a "working on loving your body" piece? That's something I don't even know how to start on!
ReplyDeleteYes! I'm working on thanking God for having a wonderful moving body that can take my anywhere without restrictions. I'm trying very hard not to believe the world's lie that I must look a certain way.
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