I always disliked my legs...
3 years ago
They’re an inch and a half shorter then my body. They’re the reason I could never pull off wearing a one peice bathing suit.
Then one day, while I was in my 30’s, I was resting after a hard day’s work and I had my legs kicked up on a stool. As I gazed at them it hit me: they had got me everywhere I’d been and back again. My whole world changed from that moment on. I realized that I’d been given exactly what I needed to be me; and me was a wonderful thing to be. After all, no-one else could pull it off eh?
