Monday, May 11, 2015
This weekend while I was getting ready to step into the shower I caught a glimpse of myself from the backside. I stopped to check myself out from the point of view I rarely see. I moved a mirror to take it all in. I have an enormous bald spot, love handles flank my midsection, and I have a jiggly bottom. I felt like a male muse for a Fernando Botero painting. It was a funny moment.
However, when my husband looks at me I don't feel like a large, exaggerated volume being. I feel like I belong in a Magic Mike movie:
This week we will be celebrating 9 years since our wedding. I still feel like the luckiest man in the world to be married to my husband. He makes me a better person and he makes me feel like I'm the greatest individual in the world. I hope I make him feel the same way, because he really is the greatest individual ever to have lived on earth! (Even if his eyesight must be fading!)