This is my motto for 2012.
A few days ago I was going through pictures from when I first moved to Charleston, which was eight or so years ago. I was immediately envious of the young twenty two year old's body that was staring back at me in the picture. I soon realized I've always taken my body for granted. I've always looked at pictures from years past and wished my now present body looked like that in some way, shape or form. But I'm finally realizing that my body has never let me down, gets done what needs to be done, and is a constant work in progress.
So today, I'm grateful for....
....my pin straight arms that mean I never have to worry if a sleeve is going to fit.
....the extra five pounds around my belly that are proof of how happy married life has made me.
....my scarred knees because they mean I haven't sat on the sidelines not participating in life.
I'm going to be thankful for my thirty year old body now. Not when I'm forty, looking back.
And let me tell you, it's kind of a relief to let your body be just as it should be.