I am so proud of this picture. My almost 42 year old body. That it is even FUNCTIONING boggles my mind.
You see, up to this point I have run this body INTO THE GROUND.
- I starved it for years.
- Then I stuffed it and made it get rid of it all.
- I forced it to run miles and miles when it didn't want to. When my toenails fell off. When my knees screamed in pain. When my insides fell out.
- I picked at it.
- I drugged it.
- I said horrible things to it. Day after day after day.
And YET, it has never quit on me.
On the contrary, it gave me the two greatest gifts I could ever have imagined; my two kids, Kendall and Payton.
And here I am. Almost 42 and the healthiest I have ever been.
I now spend my time giving back to it with so much gratitude.
- I feed it REAL food.
- I give it tons of water.
- I care for it with oils instead of pills.
- I MOVE it in gentle and kind ways.
- I speak to it with affirming words; thanking it for NEVER giving up on me. For being steadfast and STRONG.
Friend, it is NEVER too late to start caring for the one body God has given you.
Start today, right now.
Because if you're reading this, it hasn't quit on you yet.
#onelife #bekindtoyourself
