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LIFE: Mirror Image

Sai De Silva

We all have heard the stories, or have one of our very own, of a child who heard an adult use an adult word and repeats it. Little ears pick up everything, but so do little minds, hearts, and spirits.

I have struggled with my body image since childhood. I have struggled with thinking that being overweight meant that I was not pretty. These stem from things I heard the women around me saying about their own bodies. Moms, Aunts, Babysitters, Friends- looking in the mirror saying," I look so fat and ugly today," or "I wish I could fix this."

Part of my weight loss journey has been coming to the realization that weight is not equivalent to beauty and that I am beautiful with the weight on or off. I think this is part of the reason my weight loss journey has been so rocky until recently. I could not let the weight control my image of myself. I had to see the woman that my husband saw and told me I was( thank you Honey 😘). At one point I tried to keep telling myself, "Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels," to which I facepalm myself for because what I have come to realize is that I can eat the yummy fatty almond croissant in all its gloriousness on occasion and still see scale victories.

Little ears pick up things. Little hearts and minds remember things. We have to be careful about how we talk about our bodies around them so that they do not carry the same insecurities into their adulthoods. We need to compliment beyond outward beauty and focus on the things that are beautiful and admirable inside: brains, strength, love.

I greet most women I interact with, "Hello Beautiful," or, "Good Morning Gorgeous" because these women are beautifully wholly because their Creator made them that way. Speak truth and beauty into the lives of those around you, and the echos (kiddos) around you will too.

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