I don’t always love my body.  Most days I don’t.  I pinch, and prod, and flatten, and imagine there weren’t any rolls to grab.

I gravitate towards validating my worth by what the mirror in front of me reveals.

But I have to remember something very important.

I will always still be me. 

Those eyes staring back at me are the same eyes that captured my husband’s attention.

Those stretch marks tell the story of carrying three precious babes inside my womb.

Those dark, popping veins?  Years of crossing my legs, and pulling off amazing high heeled shoes.

So I’ll embrace the woman that God saw fit to create.  I’ll try my best not to find my worth in a dress size or how many chins I currently have, but who I am in Christ.

So women… march confidently down that beach in whatever shape or size you currently are wearing.  Because you are beautiful!  People who know you, love you for your ability to make them feel special.  The warmth you bring to others around you isn’t because of your skinny legs or thighs that rub together.

Smile big and realize how beautiful you truly are!