i have just begun changing by your grace

last year, i did a blog about why i suck. here is a follow up to that blog, this one on reason why i think i don't suck.....

i love that i think animals are magical creatures who can hear your thoughts;

i love that my body cracks at every joint when i move, a well deserved symbol representing years of dancing;

i love that i show off my bruises with pride, the temporary scars from a victorious battle with the dance floor;

i love my ass, which is why i am constantly parading around my nest in boy shorts;

i love that i am never too old to learn something new....i am currently mastering my back handspring;

i love that music can stimulate choreography throughout my body and i don't have to move a muscle;

i love thinking like a child, so simple and innocent;

i love that no matter how many times i am crushed, i am always willing to give my heart away;

i love the laugh lines i am getting as i age, a sign of happiness (or resilience, in my case);

i love that i will never give up on myself, even if others have no faith in me;

i love that when i laugh really hard, i snort sometimes;

i love that i can carry on a conversation with anyone, getting to know people is just fascinating to me;

i love my values;

i love that i think about what i put into my body, the food industry has become our worst enemy;

i love that i get tipsy after one glass of wine;

i love that i have the silliest dreams, like morphing into a billy goat;

i love that my belly button in a innie....outies are gross;

i love that i wear my heart on my sleeve, even though it sometimes gets me in trouble;

i love that i refuse to let others define me....i dance to my own tune;

i love that i have learned how to forgive through unfortunate experiences;

i love that i will always give anyone the benefit of the doubt and believe in people's good intentions;

i love being slight...i can fit in the sink if i really needed to;

i love my hair color.

that's all for now.

listen to: beautiful, beautiful by francesca battistelli...."and though it's pouring down i see You through the clouds shining on my face"