Saturday, February 23, 2013

Speaking from the Dust: In which I pull another post from the unpublished drafts folder

Dear Body of Mine,

I think you're pretty great. Sure, I wish you had 20/20 vision. I wish you didn't feel the need to break out every other day. I would love it if you knew how to produce the proper amount of serotonin in my brain or if you didn't funnel all of my stress into stomachaches. But I have to admit, you are pretty fantastic. I mean, there are all the normal, miraculous things that you do every day, like digesting my food, and pumping blood through my arteries, and allowing me to walk to class. And then there are the crazy, exceptional things you can do. Like my double-jointed elbow. That one's a great conversation starter. And have I ever told you thank you for having such a remarkable immune system? Remember that year when two of my roommates got swine flu and I didn't catch it from either of them? All you, my friend. So hey, I know a lot of people talk about hating their bodies, and I just wanted you to know that I think you're pretty all right. I really appreciate you. You aren't perfect, but you're mine. And you are remarkable.

love,
Karissa

P.S. Also, you have really pretty eyes and great lips. Just sayin'.

2 comments:

  1. You are so great! I need to read your blog more often. Love you! :)

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