You’ve stood by my side as I pulled at your sides and pinched at your folds. You’ve endured hunger and pain as I pushed you further and further. You’ve heard me cry out for any other body in the world. A thinner body, a taller body, an anything-but-my-own body. You felt the pain. You carried the self-hate. You waited patiently for the day I’d realize how lucky I am to call you home.
I am sorry it took me so long to realize how much I love you. But I finally do.
I love your smile and how it dimples on the right side.
I love the beauty spot on the right side of your nose.
I love your cheek bones.
I love your hair and how it naturally curls.
I am learning to love your nose but I promise I’m trying.
Also, I am learning to love how one eye squints when you smile real big, I guess that’s pretty cute.
I love your arms, noodle-like and all.
I love your curves, when we sit and stand.
I love your legs and their strength.
I love your scars and stretch marks – they remind me of how much we’ve grown, survived and healed.
I finally love that you are 5ft 2. We probably won’t be modelling any time soon and I’m 100% happy about that because there are so many other incredible things we can do. Like a headstand! Let’s try to do a headstand ok?
Anyway, I just want to say I’m proud of you. You literally em-BODY my resiliency & I am so grateful to have you. I promise to try to love you even more every day.
Photo credits: Tessla Stuckey