I have found out that I can't record "one" instance that I have found insecurity, but many. Just moments ago, as I was putting up laundry, I walked in front of the mirror and caught a glimpse of someone that I am not use to seeing. You see, I weigh more now than ever before. It is like, "Who is that person"? But, as that might be, I will never forget, not long ago, me fussing about my appearance and my son answering, " there is nothing wrong with the way you look mom, you are just my mom". Now that is what I call "Love".
Just Sunday as I am sitting in my truck waiting for the time to go into the church, I find myself sitting there realizing that while I have dressed comfortably, wearing my tennis shoes because of the back pain, I have wore a short matching jacket and didn't put on those panties that say "squeeze it in honey", I am all of a sudden aware of my dimple butt...that just might be out there for all to see. Do you know it ran across my mind to back my truck up and high tail it home.... But I didn't...
I walk in the church, fully aware, mind you, that I need to find a seat as fast as possible... And I do. Needless to say, I am sure glad that I didn't back that truck up, because the message that Pastor John preached was much more awarding that my dimple behind... Mind you.. next Sunday I will for sure pay better attention to what I am most comfortable in.
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You're too funny. Glad you didn't hightail it for home.
ReplyDeleteAnd I got to love Nolan. What a perfect answer.
What is it with the mirror anyway? It's supposed to show that girl at 20 or 25...no later than that!
Love you.
ooh my.. I don't know if I am going to get this blog thing. I am going back and forth between both blogs and both have become complicated. I just found your comment....
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