Loving my body

I confess that I have not always loved my body. I have hated it for a long time because of the diseases that plague my body, for the things I can't control, for the results of years of neglect. But that is slowly changing. I am starting to love my body for the magical thing that it is.

Today, I love my body because I am alive.

I love my body because I was able to get up and walk today.

I love my body because I feel strength in my limbs I haven't felt in over a month.

I love my body because I was able to drive.

I love my body because I was able to enjoy my meals.

I love my body because it enabled me to hear and see the presidential debate.

I love my body because my hands allow me to share my thoughts by blogging and tweeting.

I love my body because it is mine and it is getting better and stronger every day.


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