I looked in the mirror last night and I noticed something; 2 small dots on either side of my face that hadn't been there since I was young. I used to say that they must have disappeared with age... that they were never meant to stay. At nine with my black hair all over the place and dirt on my chin I hated those dimples because I thought they made me look funny... not like my friends with the horse t-shirts and lace socks. I wanted to be them. Even then as I awkwardly tied my shoes I wanted to be someone else. They all had something that made them amazing; Leanne was smart and had beautiful long hair with no snarls in it, Laura was really good at soccer and Jason was the fastest runner I knew. What did I excel at? I didn't know. I guess I was good at tricking the baby sitter into letting me stay up and and watch the premiere of the Thriller video but that fame was not long lived. I tried all the above and then some to see if something amazing would stick to me like they did to others but was too busy watching everyone else to let it sink in and become a part of me like my cursed dimples.
Dimples are there to show youth and vitality and a few months ago I had none. I can look back and blame many things for putting me in that position; having babies, work, depression, not enough time, not caring..etc but really I just was lost. I wasn't looking at the whole picture.
A decision was made to find my Dimples again. I would wade through the fat, exhaustion and whatever crap I needed to dig out those Dimples. There is more to Dimples than youth and vitality. Add in wholeness and joy and we might be getting some where.
Looking in the mirror last night I smiled because I liked what I saw and they magically appeared. They were always there, I was just to busy looking at everyone else to see them.
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