To my sweet Brooklyn, Cayleigh and Morgan:
There is something I want you to know...
The hours I spend at the gym are for you. You don't know this yet, but it's the example I am setting. A healthy self means maintenance and sweat and dedication. There are never enough hours in the day, but you have to find time. Time dedicated to keeping yourself physically healthy which will ultimately keep your mind, soul and heart healthy.
The valleys are low and endless and the mountains are short and often difficult to stay on. You will go through so many stages in your life when you hate your body. Don't allow society to keep you trapped in those valleys mentally. Those super adorable jeans that look amazing on your friend won't look so great on you. And they won't be the same size. That cute top that your roommate wears out won't get as many stares when you wear it. You don't have their body. You don't look like them. Praise God! Thank you for that, Lord! He made you look exactly the way YOU were supposed to look. Every curve or lack there of, every extra pound here, pimple there, is all exactly the way He envisioned.
No matter how many changes your body takes (and way too many, I'm afraid to say), I pray that you remain "healthy" in your skin. Physically, mentally and emotionally healthy. Life takes it's toll on you. I want you to embrace those valleys and mountains with an open heart. I want you to know that your extra curly locks, big feet, thick thighs, pale skin, wide nose is a gift from God. He made no mistakes and you should have no regrets.
Your mommy has struggled with this since as long as she can remember, which means way too long. And I am changing for you; for my amazingly gorgeous daughters. I want to be that positive example in your life, no matter how hard it is for me. I must show you that your body is beautiful. And it will always be beautiful. I will be your biggest advocate and pray that you join me in that feeling. YOUR healthy equals happiness.
Because you, Brooklyn Grace, ...are fearfully and wonderfully made...
You, Cayleigh Nicole, ...are fearfully and wonderfully made...
You, Morgan Alese, ...are fearfully and wonderfully made...
Psalm 139:14 New Living Translation
Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous- how well I know it.
Love, Mommy
Love, Mommy





