Welcome to day 2 in the #AtoZChallenge of random reflections. Today’s prompt comes from the eBook 397 Journal Writing Prompts & Ideas. The prompt word is “beautiful”. The prompt attached to it is to descrie what you consider beautiful. Instead, I am going to share what I like about myself. First, I’ll start with my appearance and then my character.
I don’t particularly like my appearance, but I don’t hate it either. In fact, over the past few months, I’ve come to appreciate it a little more. I could post a selfie here so that you can see whether I’m actually the goregous princess I’ll describe myself as below. No, just kidding. Besides, I’m terrible with taking pictures and not just because I’m blind, so you’ll have to go with my description.
First, the part of my body I’ve come to appreciate more recently is my figure. Over the past ten months, I’ve lost nearly 10kg. I stll have quite the belly, but it’s less obvious than it used to be.
Then there is my head. I like the color of my hair, which is very dark brown, almost black. I still don’t have grey hairs, thankfully. That is, my husband pulled out one a few months ago, but apparently it hasn’t come back. I also like the fact that my hair is quite wavy, althoug as I need a haircut, the waviness is hardly visible now.
I think I like the color of my eyes too. I never had enough vision to see it in the mirror, but I’m told I have blue eyes. My left eye appeared quite grey from a huge cataract until I had the cataract removed in 2013. The surgeon told my husband after the procedure that, even if I weren’t to gain any vision, the surgery would yield cosmetic improvement.
Then on to what I like about my character. First, there is the fact that I’m quie strong-willed an stubborn. Some people say I’m very perseverant, while others say I’m the exact opposite. However, if I really feel strongly about something, I’ll stand my ground.
Then there is my cynical sense of humor. I remember that, when I had only been admitted into the mental hospital for a day or two, I was already cracking jokes about the difference between the patients and the staff in a psychiatric hospital. My cynicism really keeps me going when I’m depressed.
What do you like about yourself?