We have some dear friends from my husband's college days visiting with us. They wanted to document their visit - and took all kinds of pictures last night. It occurred to me that my attitude toward having my picture taken has changed dramatically in the last few months. I used to HATE having my picture taken - I was so self-conscious about it. And I hated having proof of my size. (If you don't look in the mirror, and no one ever takes your picture - you can ALMOST fool yourself into thinking that maybe it really isn't so bad. But all it takes is ONE PICTURE to burst that bubble.)
But now, I look at pictures differently. It isn't a tortuous thing anymore. And I don't IMMEDIATELY think what a horrific picture it is. Granted, I still see a lot of changes that I want to make - namely, that I want to continue what I've started. But I can also see how far I've come. So, I don't protest anymore. I smile, and graciously let them snap the picture.
Photographs have become a record of this journey I am on. And when I reach the place I want to be - I can look back and remember every step of the way. The thing I will most remember is the people who have been there right beside me - cheering me on - letting me know how much they love me - making this journey with me. I love you all!
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