I was told that I needed to add a picture of myself to my new books and to my blog. I hate having my picture made. I used to not mind it when I was a teenager, matter of fact, I loved it. I even modeled some. But not anymore.
I told Becca, my oldest daughter that I needed her to use her amazing photography skills and take my picture for my book. I was to get all dressed up, but our schedule didn’t work and then…I just fell apart. I couldn’t imagine getting my picture taken. I don’t weigh what I want to weight anymore and quite frankly, I just don’t feel pretty anymore. Shoot over!
Next day, I felt a little better, not much though and just decided to bite the bullet. I didn’t get all dressed up like I wanted, but I was ok with it. I skipped the heels and put on flats. Swapped the dress for jeans. I’m not sure what happened with the change in my attitude except I saw how it was affecting my girls. Even though they’re 20 and 15, my attitude seemed to bother them, so I woke up and changed mine.
Am I happy with the pics? Actually, yes. I can pick out every flaw, but I’m happy with them. I decided my attitude needed to be checked and it actually worked, this time. Will it work, next time? I hope so! More importantly, I want my girls to have a healthy attitude about themselves even if I struggle with my own.