I am not my body. I am not just about cellulite across my belly, or my longer second toes. I am not just about my developing crows feet, or tomboy-scarred knees. But if this is true, then I am also not about the parts of me I mind less; meaning, I am not about brown eyes or a decent-shaped nose. I am not about freckles across my chest or olive skin.
I am what I come from. I am sent from heaven for a purpose. In my life I have grown fat with babies, and then fat with love as I have tried to give more than I have. I have been filled up with affection for my husband after being emptied by giving it at the same time.
I am bigger than my 5'2" frame allows, not because of my own accomplishments, but because of my unbordered, unbound inside. I am my interests and my thoughts and my feelings more than I am my outside casing. I embody the hope of every generation before me, back to my heavenly beginnings. My body is here as a vehicle for my spirit, and I choose to respect it for that reason, but I do see beyond it.
As a tribute to yourself, I ask that you leave a comment that states some things about your inside/spiritual self that helps to define you.