I Hated My Arms

“I hate my arms!” I seriously cannot believe how many times in my life in 48 years I thought that. Sometimes I even said it out loud.

When I was getting dressed.
When I was in the shower.
When I was working out.
When posing for pictures (I would stand to hide my arms)
All I would see when I would look at my arms was what I “hated” about them.

This story of how I viewed my arms started as a baby lol (scroll down to see the picture)

Isn’t it interesting how we focus so much on what we DO NOT like and forget to focus on the gratitude?

I am a firm believer in that whatever we focus on expands yet I was doing this for years!

DANG- it took having an accident and surgery and losing use of my…

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