With the realization that for all intents and purposes I fall into the category of "adult" (shocking...yes), I acknowledged that I could take some initiative in various areas. After mulling a good loooooooooooong while about visiting an orthodontist to discuss possible "solutions" for the twisty ones on top and the ziggy-zaggy ones on the bottom, I finally looked at myself in the mirror as I brushed my teeth the other evening.
And I simply had a hard time imagining what I would look like with straighter teeth. Then, I got tickled with my "cheesing" and "similing" assessment from various angles. And in that moment (brief compared to the deliberation time)...my heart was at peace.
Baby steps in growing to embrace who God has made me to be: flaws and all.
1 comment:
As your momma, that posting makes me feel guilty. Sorry finances were so tight when you were in the age-of-braces.
You are a beautiful person from both the outside and the inside. Couldn't be prouder...
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