I went on vacation last week, to beautiful, sunny California.
We did the typical touristy stuff.
Oh, I took tons of pictures at the beach; it was so pretty and my kids were having a fantastic time. I took lots of picture of them playing in the sand and frolicking in the waves. However, for the most part, I stayed behind the camera…..shooting away and avoiding having my own picture taken in a BATHING SUIT. Oh hell no. I have gained a few pounds, my exercise regimen has slowed way down and I feel pudgy all over. I did not want a beach picture to forever capture this moment of chunk.
BUT, I couldn’t NOT take a family shot because HELLO, we are on vacation and at the beach and we don’t get to see the beach very often. Our friend took a family shot for us. After cropping out the parts of my body I’m currently unhappy with and applying a flattering filter, I Instagrammed and Facebooked our family picture, where it gathered many *likes* from friends and family.
I felt kind of like a fraud. I cropped out the parts of my body I don’t like instead of owning my body. I posted the *pretty* version for the world to see.
Why do our eyes automatically gravitate to the parts of our body we do not like? When I saw the original of this picture, I went straight to every single thing I did not like about my body instead of focusing on all the love this picture oozes. Why, oh why?
My body is not perfect and sure, there are things I could improve, however, I love this picture because it has all five members of my family. We are smiling, we are happy, and we are at the beach. I know when my kids are much older and wanting to see family pictures, they will not care one bit what I look like–they will only care that we captured this perfect moment in time–ALL OF IT.