

Growing up I never liked my hands or feet. I wear a size ten shoe and have large hands for a girl. I remember in highschool that a boyfriend gave me his class ring and it actually fit my finger! Now as an adult it doesn't bother me at all. I can usually find shoes on sale because not a lot of women wear a size ten shoe. God may have given me big feet and hands but he gave me good hair. I'll take the good hair any day.
I wish that as a young woman I had gotten a hold of the fact that no matter what you do sometimes people just won't like you. It's part of life and I think girls have it a lot tougher than boys. I've always been the type of person that cared what other people thought. The older that I get the more that I realize the one person's opinion that matters the most is my own. I try to do what I think is right and treat people the way that I would like to be treated. Everyone makes mistakes and you can't beat yourself up for them. I believe that God knows your heart and everything has a way of working out.
Ooooooh! I love love love this blog. Gotta share with my girlfriends - especially with teen girls I know. :) Thanks!
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