My Body.

I can't deny that I have been avoiding posting on here. I'm not sure why, really. Perhaps for once in my life I have nothing to say. 

Recently I have been thinking about MY body. It's not what society thinks it should be. I will never wear a size zero, be well tanned, or opt for a bikini. It's just not going to happen. 

But my body is amazing. My body survived cancer. My body endured 8 surgeries, 2 broken bones, and grew 3 perfect tiny humans. My body gives the best hugs, and makes THE BEST  chocolate chip cookies. It runs, walks, and climbs. It comforts my kids, and plays games with them. It hula hoops! My body fights, and survives. My body defies expectations (hello year 13 cancer free). It's mine. No one else has it. And that makes it pretty special if you ask me.