As a mom of a 16, 18 and 20 year old, I encourage my girls to go unfiltered. It is hard to look at yourself and yet it is easy to look at others and form opinions…maybe even pass some judgement. I have been thinking about social media and the world we create through a perfectly positioned camera lens. We change filters and alter images to create the best image.
When did miniature golf become an opportunity to do you hair and wear your best summer outfits? I am fascinated by the mini golfers who hold up the line trying to get the best photo doing the most boring activity in this world.
I recently sat with a friend as we discussed how online dating and social media has transformed our relationships and interactions. I encourage you to take a peek at Tinder, OKCupid, Facebook and even look at Snapchat, Instagram, Linkedin and the multiple other social media platforms. The world has changed since *69 was a big deal. I am not dismissing the importance of *69 because it was a BIG deal. I could no longer call the boys I like and hang up… it was an upsetting invention for an awkward teenager.
We are always changing because of this fast paced new world. We are judged so quickly and yet we are more than our best selfie or profile picture. It is impossible to hide or be anonymous in this new world.
I am sharing my unfiltered selfies. This past year, I had the pleasure of visiting my second daughter in Philadelphia and felt the blessings of this life. I ran along the route that I watched in the Rocky movies years ago. I ran along boathouse row and up the museum steps past the Rocky statue and, after I made it back to the hotel, I took my own selfies.
I encourage you to judge every detail of my photo. I want you to judge my before selfie that I took in October of 2014, May 2013 and my new ones from this year. While you judge my hat or my bad hair, I want you to keep in mind there is more to me than these photos.
I am in my 40’s. Nothing has been easy. My body has been both a gift and curse. I have heard from people that I am “just big boned”, “small boned”, too skinny, too fat, weak, strong, sick, healthy, fast and slow. You name it and I have heard it. I am a woman with 40+ years of experience and have heard many opinions of what “beautiful” is. Sometimes I can fit that mold, and other times I miss the target.
The good news is that, I am in my 40’s and I have my own opinion. I am passing judgement on my own selfies.
I will be celebrating my 21st anniversary of motherhood this year. My body survived 3 high risk pregnancies. My body carried me to the NICU at Children’s Hospital in Boston every day for 2 months. And my body gave me the three most precious gifts in this world.
My body has also betrayed me multiple times, but somehow we have finally established an amicable working relationship. I am sure I will be betrayed in the future and we will have to establish new rules.
Today was a gift that I will never get back, and I am thrilled that I took advantage of it.
I get to pass judgment because I know my journey was not easy. There was a time that I was so busy getting the wind knocked out of me that getting back up was reflex and not a choice. So today, I will celebrate my choice to find my best self. Today, I will thank the road that brought me to those legs, abs, and arms. I am strong because of hard work.
And today I will take this body and run with it-so please, pass judgment!