Being married to someone to who looks at pornography can make you feel really inadequate in the looks department.
But recovery is magic handed to you on a platter of sweat and tears. And recovery helped me to reverence my natural me. It helped me drop the ideas of eyelash extensions, breast implants, nip/tuck, layers of make-up... I do dye my hair once a year, but I do that for me.
I always wanted to be a ginger. My sister stole all the ginger genes in the family.
I used to look in the mirror and see stretch marks and flaws. There was a too-small mouth, a too-narrow nose, too many moles.
Now I look in the mirror and see something more: I see a choice -a heavenly choice I made before I came to earth -a choice to come and live and choose in a BODY. It's a majestic creation, formed in the hands of my beloved Father in Heaven who knows me well and is acquainted with me.
It's my mother's nose and my father's mouth. It's physical representations of the babies that have formed within the chambers of my own flesh.
It needs tender loving care. It needs better food. It needs exercise.
I give it these things now because I understand -not because I want it to be thinner or more perfect or "adequate."
And this morning, I came across a slew of pictures of country stars without make-up.
They are beautiful.
You should have a look -please have a look.