Work went well yesterday. There was a friend of my patient's family there. I had always admired the picture in the family room of this friend her wedding dress. She defo wasn't tweeky thin like I used to be, but she was/is very pretty. It reminded me of a few months back when I was in a thrift store and saw a wedding dress in my size. It was gorgeous and I would of looked great in it. I still have my old one, but it is a size 4 and I obviously no longer fit into that one. So I was thinking to myself on the drive home from work, "If I can admire other people's overweight beauty, why can't I admire my own? If God loves me just the way I am, why can't I get over the superficial aspects of a body that is only temporary?" I know why, of course, because the world values toys and all that is material and physical. Those things never last, however. I felt more of a sense of gratitude, I realized. There's no point tripping on superficial crap that means nothing. I stayed home today. That's what I love about Wednesdays. I get to stay home and I don't have to do anything.
