I. Am. Beautiful. Because the World is Full of Love
Ohhh hello Blog. Good to see you again. I've neglected you for far too long. I apologize to anyone who has actually consistently followed my blog... I just.. didn't have the heart to write. It is exactly 1:30 n the morning as I write this, but I just felt this need to say something. It was a realization I JUST had: I. Am. Beautiful. Gah! I've never said those words about myself before. Never. I've said that I feel beautiful, or that life is beautiful, but I have never said the words "I am beautiful." Well, guess what? I am. And so are you. In all of our imperfections we are beautiful. I was admiring my hands and how they move. I was admiring the way the bones move and how I just love the little hollow down by my small wrists. Then I started going up and down on my toes and I saw the muscles moving on my calves and I felt how strong and hard they are. I danced past a mirror in my apartment and am I perfect? Absolutely not! Am I terribly flawed physicall...