I describe myself as a plus size woman but that’s not all I am. Does it matter that I’m a plus size woman? Should it matter? The only person who it should matter to is me! The only reason it should matter to me is, if it’s having a detrimental effect on my health. I do have health issues but those are the by-products of MS not my weight, not that it’s anyone’s business, lol!
Yes, I am plus size, but so what? I would also describe myself as short, fashionable, kind, trustworthy, pretty, strong and totally awesome! I’m a good writer, dependable friend, my sister’s biggest cheerleader, my husband’s best friend and my daughter’s closest confidant! I can make a pretty decent loaf of bread, decorate my home so it’s a cozy and welcoming haven for friends and family and at one time I was an inspiring teacher. I am a loving daughter who wishes she lived closer to her Dad but does the best she can. I’m a good listener to anyone who needs to bounce ideas or lament on the troubles of their life.
Me, Dad and my sister! Great looking bunch aren’t we, lol!
Now that I think about it, being plus size is really a pretty insignificant part of the total, wonderful package that is me!
Short, curvy and in love with anything fashionable (especially with skulls; my inner pirate coming out)! A pretty cute package right?
I am Pretty and Proud. I’m also plus size but so what? If I’m happy with me, why shouldn’t everyone else be happy with me? If they’re not, do I care? The answer at one time would have been yes but now it’s a resounding NO!!! Love who you are, whatever shape or size you may be. It’s only a small part of your package. If someone else takes issue with how you look, show them the door!
At fifty years old I am finally loving who I am, plus size and all!