My daughter didn’t inherit her warm brown eyes or bouncy curls from me. And her curves won’t be patterned after the lines of my figure. And while I won’t pass on genetic biology, I hope I can pass down a self-certain psychology. A firm belief that her body doesn’t define her, but that she can love and use her body to define her future. But I can’t give her something, I don’t have myself. So today, I’m proud of all 5 ft 5 inches.
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