Finding myself

I love buttercups! Ours sprouted up a couple of weeks, but they have started blooming sporadically along the sidewalk. It's funny how symbolic flowers can be. I've been doing a lot of thinking. If I could have posted yesterday, I would have written all the stuff I'm about to write.

One of my good friends from way, way back emailed me in response to my previous blog about a pretty face and a good personality and she really made me think and made me feel really good about myself. She's not the only one. I've had a couple of friends respond with some great advice and encouragement. I have totally taken into consideration everything that everyone has said and have made a decision.

I need to learn to love myself first. I need to do things that make ME happy and just live my life doing everything that I want to do to enjoy myself. I need to get to know myself. What I like, What I want out of life. What I want out of a partner. My goals, aspirations, my feelings about different things.

This daily photo journal has been something that has already helped me see more into myself. It helps me reflect every day about the things I did, or the things that touched me that make me who I am. So, in an effort to help me learn to love myself more and get to know myself more, I am going to start posting one reason that I love myself every day. I got the idea from a magazine that suggested making a list of 29 things you love about yourself for the month of February (one for every day). I'm taking it a step further and am going to find something I like/love about myself for every day of the year. So, I'm starting today.

What I love about me #1. I love my eyes. I love the color of them, the shape of them, how unique they are. They seem to define me. It's how people seem to identify me. It seems to be the thing I get the most compliments on and that people notice first. I love my eyes because they also express how I feel. I know that I talk with my face, especially with my eyes. I like how I can speak without saying a word through my eyes. I also like how mysterious they can be. You never know what I may be thinking.

February 18, 2008

It wouldn't let me upload last night, so here we go. The above picture was me before I left my house. I was having a lot of anxiety and left to go to my aunt's house to hang out. I was happy because I was going to get my hair trimmed too .

This is me at the end of the day. I don't like my hair trim. The crazy woman with a mullet who hunts (I should have known then it wasn't a good idea) decided to trim my layers by pulling my bangs back to the crown of my head to cut the layers. So now my bottom layers are like I want them to be, but the top makes me look like I have bang back to the middle of my head. UGH! So I will be pulling it back until it grows out and doesn't look so funky!