NavarreMom

Leaving Las Vegas.
On Saturday we dressed up for a night on the town, just like we do every year. Only this year over the course of the evening men and women complimented me on my cocktail dress or told me I looked beautiful.
What was more amazing was I FELT beautiful. I felt like I could smile graciously and accept their compliments with confidence.
Not because I was the thinnest woman in the room or the most lovely but because I am fighting hard for who I am. I fight hard for mental, spiritual, and physical wholeness and health. I feel strong. I feel wise. I feel beautiful.
I feel like for the first time in two decades my outside is starting to match the inside.
I am more proud of that than the number on the scale any day.
Small decisions lead to big changes in a year.r