Me

sometimes I look at myself and see a shell of what I used to be, or maybe I shed my shell. Either way I am different. I have recently realized I do not mind being in photos. I used to do all the shooting and no one really has photos of me. Today I took a photo of myself and in it I saw a change. I saw a strong woman. I saw someone who has been well through some shit. I looked at the photo, really looked, and I see this strength in me that I do not know when it happened, but its there. I push through so many things. From school, relationships, personally issues, car crap, life crap and so on and so forth. I have hit an age where I am ok with who I am, what I have become, and am amazed at the strength I now have. I dont take any shit, but im also not mean. Someone today said to me I tell it like it is and people don't get mad at you. Honestly I say whats on my mind when its on my mind. Sometimes it is hard, but you know what who else is going to stick up for me.

This photo, it made me stop and think about my life. Where did that strength come from? From constant struggles, for working for everything I have, for triumphs and failures. I know where I come from , I know where I am , and I hope I have a clue about where I am going. This picture. My eyes say it all. I am fierce. I am amazing. I am beautiful. Above all else I have a heart of gold and the strength to match it.

I hope you soul sisters ( and brothers) out there know your strength. Know your fierceness. Dig down deep. Let your soul shine out. Reach back into your past, gather your strength. Reach back to take wisdom into your future. You are worth so much more than you give yourself credit for. I for one wont stand for it. Know you are amazing!! You are beautiful!! and You have a heart of Gold!!

xo
Debbie


Comments

  1. That boost of self-acceptance is wonderful. Getting content with my pictures took me awhile. I have a friend where everyone in her family smile and pose for pictures with ease. They are all photogenic which I think has to do with their attitude. Take care.

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