I have dear friends. Friends who sat with me at one of my lowest points. Friends who point me (sometimes forcefully) back to truth.
The moment of truth came. The dress was in. The dress came on. The dress didn't snap shut. Whoops. I can say that now. Friday night and most of Saturday, I was downhearted (PMS on top of it too).
Today, I am choosing to make good food choices. Today, I am choosing to ride my bike to youth group tonight instead driving my car. Today, I am going to remember that I wore jeans on Friday that I haven't worn in over a year. They sat in my drawer waiting for the day they would button again and not be as tight. Today, I am going to remember that there are amazing people who can alter dresses and hopefully, I will find someone who can help me out. Today, I am going to remember that I can run two miles again consecutively. Today, I am going to remember that it's just a dress and it doesn't define me. Today, I am going to remember that I am a child of God and He loves me with an everlasting love.
I cannot go back to obsessing over something I can't change. I can be healthy and I can work out without obsessing. I can choose to look at the changes that have occurred in my body and be proud of where I am. I can go forward. I cannot and will not and choose not to live in the past.
I am defined by One who loves me dearly. A dress doesn't define me.