To Me. Tomorrow, May 18th.
And I am putting up yet another picture from the beach.
This is me sans make-up, first thing in the morning, waking up to the waves.
I am brave to put this picture up. But this is me. As I grow older, I am working on fully accepting me for what I am. I want to age gracefully. I don't want to put myself down for a wrinkle here, or a pudgy thigh there. Or the fact that I will only grow shorter over time, when I am already a shorty standing 5'1".
I just want to live a life where I love me. I think we all get down on ourselves. And when I have those days, I want to be able to lift myself up.
.... steps of the soap box....
Anyway, Emily is in my arms in this picture. She still clings to me, at times, like her life depends on it. And this picture captures one of those moments. I cherish them because all too soon, these times will be just a memory.
Tonight we go see Allison graduate from pre-k. She will be wearing a yellow cap and gown. And I will be in the front row with a camera, video camera, and tissue. Because I will be balling.