i grew up thinking i was nobody special. i was not pretty enough, i wasn't that intelligent, i could sing decently, i couldn't dance and i was not artistic.
before, it didn't bother me so much. i was after all simply average. but deep down, i thought something was missing in me. others could sing very well, or be very artistic, could dance gracefully etc. i couldn't find something i was really good at! i always felt second best.
every so often, i analyze my life. and still that something missing in me hasn't been filled. but somehow, that no longer matters. despite what is lacking in my life, i am happy. my friends say i'm pretty enough, the bf finds me beautiful. i find i am good at what i do, people admire my writing talent. i find it mediocre at best, but hey! it's still writing. and besides, God made me. i may not be perfect, but what i have came from Him. and for that alone, i am thankful. everything happens for a reason. and what i have or lack of it has a reason as well.
and besides, now that i have the baby, i feel complete!
before, it didn't bother me so much. i was after all simply average. but deep down, i thought something was missing in me. others could sing very well, or be very artistic, could dance gracefully etc. i couldn't find something i was really good at! i always felt second best.
every so often, i analyze my life. and still that something missing in me hasn't been filled. but somehow, that no longer matters. despite what is lacking in my life, i am happy. my friends say i'm pretty enough, the bf finds me beautiful. i find i am good at what i do, people admire my writing talent. i find it mediocre at best, but hey! it's still writing. and besides, God made me. i may not be perfect, but what i have came from Him. and for that alone, i am thankful. everything happens for a reason. and what i have or lack of it has a reason as well.
and besides, now that i have the baby, i feel complete!
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