Embrace

As winter begins to settle beneath the soles of my shoes, I have begun to miss the warmth of the hot July sun. As I am growing into more of a woman each day, I am also beginning to love myself more with each of those days. As summer came peaking through the dogwood trees last June, I no longer wanted to hide my big, jiggly thighs beneath the cloak of jeans. I did not want to restrict my arms that would shake as I waved hello to a friend or a stranger. Instead, I began to embrace these beautiful parts of myself. For so long, I hated summer. I would dread the temperature crawling upwards, I would wear extra large shirts to hide my body. It made me miserable, making the heat worse. This past summer I clad my body in shorts and a tank top and walked every step with confidence, even if I could feel my thighs jiggling as I walked. Suddenly, I fell in love with summer.