Freckles

“Madame? What do I look like?”
“You have many thousands of freckles.”
“Papa used to say they were like stars in heaven. Like apples in a tree.”

― Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

I am currently reading this book and read the line as quoted above. This is honestly one of the most beautiful things I have ever read.

Perhaps it’s I am covered in freckles in which in-turn caused me to be teased relentlessly during my school years. Which now in bizarre turn around all the people and friends in which mocked me for my appearance, are envious of my ivory, freckle ruled skin and auburn hair.

So if I happen to have a child that somehow over rides my boyfriends dominant gene. I will tell the child everyday about how they are a mutant, one of the X-Men like my mother told me.

But more importantly, I will tell my child that their freckles are stars they are magnificent decorative constellations ~ to show the world how incredible their inner being is.

You Have to Love Yourself

You have to wake up in the morning, brew yourself some coffee acknowledge your surroundings. Acknowledge passers by, tell that girl you think her skirt is amazing and provide that guy with a compliment for the sunglasses he is wearing or the way he styled his hair.

BE NICE. not superficial nice, the nice that is genuine, the nice that people will smile at and know you are interested in them and where they are from and their creative soul.

If you have a bad day, jump in the shower burn your skin clean. Light some sage, listen to music. CLEAN YOUR ROOM – this can do wonders.

STOP – letting yourself get upset over things you CAN’T control. You can be sensitive, but don’t hold a grudge that lasts two years. Don’t overthink it. You don’t have to rely on everyone else’s opinion.

You are your own person.

Please, love yourself!