but i will write all the topics and i will enjoy them and it is still forcing me to write. and that's the point, right? i am just surrendering to the fact that i may be a little bit behind.
kind of like the girl who finishes last in the race, but still finished.
i always felt bad for her, but i was always impressed with her will.
so my hope in finishing 'last,' is that i'll still have people cheering me on at the finish line.
day 17's topic is a favorite photo of yourself and why.
this one, is tough for me too because i am not the least bit photogenic. i hate the camera in my face, and when i see pictures of myself, i start to see a giant head that morphed into something it probably isn't but my psyche wants me to think so.
you get the picture, right? i have self image issues.
major issues.
but i will play by the rules and post a picture.
and this picture is probably one of my favorites, not because i think i look marvelous (i'm clearly a mess),
but because it is the memory i have of the first time i felt the love a mother feels for a child when she holds them for the first time.
this is the little foster daughter we picked up from the hospital when she was five days old, and this was me in the nursery, feeding her a bottle and promising to love her more and more every day for as long as we were able to have her.
i miss her....but i am so glad i have this picture.
because every time i see it, i can still feel those feelings.
and the rush of emotions my heart felt when i thought it was going to explode out of my chest.
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