This whole mono thing has had some surprisingly awesome side effects.
1. I am trying to grow my hair out again. I have beautiful hair. The problem is the longer my hair gets, the younger I look. Not younger in a sexy way, younger in a childish way. It's a little weird. I get more respect when my hair is short; the attitude difference is amazingly noticeable. I am hoping that I now look old enough to sport the long hair again without being treated like a simpleton. When I got sick, I had just gotten to the very awkward not short, not medium length. This is the point I usually give in and cut my hair off again. After two months of mono, my hair is awesome. It's rockstar shaggy and just at my shoulders.
2. I haven't lost more than a pound by being sick, but previous to my bed rest I had shed 20 pounds. I had been a little obsessed with numbers and had failed to notice how great I looked. Now that I am walking by a mirror ten times a day somewhat skimpily dressed, I have had time to notice that I am looking well. I have been through a lot in the last year and I just couldn't get my head out of my cute butt to see how beautiful I am inside and out.
3. I have had a lot of time to reflect on who I am and what I want. Finding myself while I have been ill has led to seeing myself in a more favorable light. I am awesome, I know it and it shows. Attitude is everything in this world. People see you as you see yourself. Confidence, or the lack of, shows in the way you smile, carry yourself, look people in the eye and interact with others.
4, 5, and 6, Other little things add to the complete package. My nails are gorgeous. My house is a mess, but my hands look amazing. My eyebrows have fully grown in again. So, I can finally go back to the ultra full brow that I love without all the awkward mess that ensues when they grow in naturally. I now have Angelina Jolie lips. Mono makes me extra tired which means extra clumsy. Last night as I flopped into bed, I flopped my face onto my laptop and split my lip. This morning, they are a little sore, but I had to laugh because whacked my mouth squarely in the center so they swelled up evenly top and bottom and both sides.
So basically, I am ready to date again. I feel good about myself and I look hot. Except that I am carrying the kissing disease, I am totally good to go.
Friday, February 12, 2010
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It's funny how we see ourselves isn't it. I would bet that if someone asked the people who know you, they would have said very similar things about you. Just from your writing I sense that you have always seemed very confident to me. I was always amazed at how you faced things, handled yourself and treated other people with respect, even strangers. However, I am glad to see that you are finally able to see and believe what those who know you best already new.
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