tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995691.post6422138539091668833..comments2023-03-30T05:28:04.706-07:00Comments on A Storyteller's Journey: Day 3Charahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09648120662628364956noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995691.post-44926848614837435222010-10-22T12:52:40.706-07:002010-10-22T12:52:40.706-07:00Jessica-
Thanks so much for saying that! I was re...Jessica-<br />Thanks so much for saying that! I was really starting to second guess myself, but what you said makes me feel much better.Charahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09648120662628364956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995691.post-32901098508487776742010-10-22T07:30:01.112-07:002010-10-22T07:30:01.112-07:00I was thinking about the church pictures, and how ...I was thinking about the church pictures, and how in the past I always choose pictures where I look the best. Even if John or my friends or whoever else is in the photo doesn't look their best.<br /><br />But this time was different. I chose the one where Colt and Owen looked the best. And John looked great too. It was the WORST picture of me. I looked washed out (always), no lipstick, my hair looked stringy, I looked heavy. But the rest of my family looked their best and that's the one I chose.<br /><br />It was kind of eye-opening for me. I felt like you did. A small moment that was a big realization. I wasn't staring at myself in the photos, I was staring at my precious boys. And that moment in time was fine with me.Jessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12383136325211182954noreply@blogger.com