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Something personal:

I will be fifty next year and have only just started to feel comfortable in my skin. I still have moments when I look in the mirror and think UUURRRGGGHHHH but then I think about how this body with its lumps and bumps and imperfections has served me over my life so far and I become grateful that I have a body that can't fit into a size 8 and it has stretch marks and everything is gradually (or not so gradually) starting to go south but....I can walk and talk and hear and see and dance (ish) and think and play and sing (awfully) and hug those I love and I know it sounds so cliche but I am happy to pass the stage of worrying about every saggy bit or every wrinkle and be free to spend my energy loving and appreciating this body that I have. I still compare myself to others sometimes but then I can celebrate how different we are and how beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I am beautiful in a way only I can be because I am the only me!

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