With this elective surgery comes a surge of emotions: relief, guilt, anxiety, and joy to name a few. I will literally have a huge weight lifted.
It's overwhelming.
My body does not adequetly represent who I am. I feel trapped inside of a backwards tortiose shell. I know I'm beautiful. My beauty isn't measured in pounds or compression garnments. My beauty is measured in my heart and mind. My beauty is in Christ. I know I'm beautiful. Now my body will have the chance to better reflect my heart and mind.The weight I carry will be lifted so I walk taller.
The weight I carry will be lifted so I can live longer.
The weight I carry will be lifted so I can dance without pain.
The weight I carry will be lifted so I can run alongside my children.
The wait to remove the shell is over.
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