The little things...

I just danced for almost an hour this morning with very few short breaks.  Just long enough to catch my breath.  I'm trying to stay on my regimen of dancing and eating right which hasn't really been easy with all the holiday hoopla.

And believe me, I've fallen of the wagon more than once lately. It's more of a run away wagon right now. I have a feeling by post Christmas, I'll be chasing it down quick! : )

But I am not going to beat myself up, because I've done amazingly well and little by little I'm remembering who I was 30 years ago and who I am today and I like them both. The only thing that changed was my attitude about myself.

I've still got a long way to go as far as I am concerned.  But to hear that I'm just as beautiful at 53 as I was at 23 is more than just nice...  Yes, he's a big fat liar. But it's still nice.

It totally encourages me to keep going.  It reminds me that there are men out there that appreciate and want a real woman.  They like curves and love someone they can relate to.

I have to tell you I'm always going to have the curves.  It's just the way God made me. The skinny straight boy figure is just not happening with me. I'm fine with that. And I haven't heard any complaints.; ) 

Even though I want to lose more weight, I can honestly say that I wouldn't want to be anyone else.  And that's a good thing. 

I just need to stop sweating the little things, because all the things that matter I think I have found right here inside of me. I just forgot they were there for a while, until someone reminded me: )

I found this on Pinterest. It's absolutely me... 

I already have an applicant for the above job.  And right now I'm thinking he has great potential ; ).

30 years ago at 23.

Last week at 53.

Embrace who you are.

Happy Thursday!