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Embodying My Body

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Happy Sunday, friends! I'm finally back in the Bay after traveling to Orlando, Florida for the Grace Hopper Celebration (look out for a re-cap post) and I'm feeling all the inspirational feelz. Attending the celebration affirmed my decision to work in the tech industry and also reminded me why I started this blog. 

Now, I want to get really real for a minute. A part of the reason behind my starting this blog was to create space for myself to bear witness to the person I've become. The photo above is from my first professional photoshoot almost ten years ago. If you’ve known me for awhile, you probably know that I'm the heaviest I've ever been. I was always pretty skinny growing up and I danced, which kept the extra pounds at bay. However, while I'm the heaviest I've ever been, I'm also the happiest I've ever been.

I've never looked or felt better about myself. A part of this is a result of me no longer centering my self worth around the approval and attention of others, specifically men. Another even larger part of this is the frame in which I now choose to see myself. I now see imperfect perfections. My thick thighs that carry me from here to there and everywhere. My not-so-humble hips that create an hourglass figure that I've come to love. I now care less about the numbers on the scale and the numbers on my tag.

Don't get me wrong, there are things I want to and will change, but if I can't love my body as it is today in this form, how can I ever hope to love it in its next form and the form after that? See, our bodies, especially as women, are constantly changing and adapting, and sometimes it's hard to keep up. I'm committing my next year to being intentional about honoring my gift, my body, and my temple, so I hope I can count on all of you for encouragement and support and I'm here to help you too. We only get one body and it deserves to be loved.

Thanks for joining me on my journey. Let me know how I can help you on your journey in the comments below!

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Photo credit: Tyler Lyons