- Prompt A: Talk about the ways in which your body is awesome.
My body is a wonde…screw you, John Mayer.
This picture was taken last year, on my forty-third birthday. I’ll take another one in May, to see how I’ve changed in a year.
My body. Myyyyyy body. Saying nice things about ourselves runs counter-intuitive to all the ways we find to cut ourselves down. Being objective is something that we’re terrific at when it comes to others; but, we fail miserably when we have to look in the mirror. I almost skipped this prompt, then decided that I had better use it as an exercise not only in writing, but also in taking care of myself.
1) I have one of those heads of hair that refuses to cooperate with my vision what I should have. It will never be long enough, thick enough, etc. That being said, I am complimented all of the time on my hair…it’s big…80’s big. I’m probably the last woman in America that still gets perms. That’s because I have a lot of hair; but, it’s very fine. Without a perm, it is flat, straight and blah. So, yes. It’s big. We’re not talking “Welcome to the Country Music Awards” big…yet! It’s closer to Charlie Brown’s little sister big.
2) It took me a long time to accept that I didn’t have my mother’s brown eyes or my father’s blue ones. I have hazel eyes…more accurately, I have eyes with amber around the pupils. That is surrounded by starbursts of gold and green. The outer ring is a band of grayish blue. My kids both have hazel eyes. That goes a long way to making me happy with my own eye color.
3) These days, I see more of my mother in my smile. I was once told by a complete stranger that I have a sexy bottom lip, and my husband agrees. It is emminently kissable.
4) The rest of me is…a work in progress. I’m working out with a trainer several times a week and I’m getting stronger. My clothes fit differently and I am carrying myself with confidence. With the goal of skating derby, I need all of that to be able to hold my own on the track; but, the benefits of a healthy body spill into all other aspects of my life.
I am participating in The Scintilla Project.
1692, from fig. use of L. scintilla “particle of fire, spark, glittering speck, atom,” probably from PIE *ski-nto-, from base *skai- “to shine, to gleam” (cf. Goth. skeinan, O.E. scinan “to shine”).