As I’m slipping into adulthood (I’m 18 now), I’m starting to learn who I am, and part of that is accepting all the different pieces of me that make me Laura.
This piece details some of that journey.
By Laura Craig
Perfect, I am not
Never will I be
There are multiple flaws I could detail about myself and many imperfections others could show you in me
Not always do I like the way that I appear, but this is me
I have unruly, curly, frizzy hair
I am not sure what colour my eyes are but they change according to the light
I have beautiful sallow skin
I have an unwanted moustache and eyebrows that do not shape themselves
I laugh at my own jokes
My two front teeth are slightly bigger than they should be, to align with all their family
My heart is big and I love to help others
I’m gifted to write quite beautifully
Sometimes, it may happen that the things I see as ugly or unacceptable, these are the things that identify me, make a unique human, these are the things that grow on others
My ‘too big’ teeth give me an undeniably goofy smile that lights up my caramel face, glowing golden
Could I ever learn to love these things?
I have found abounding comfort in accepting each day that the way I look is confirmably the way that I look
And I will live my Life that day, looking that way
When I accept my tangled curls as part of me, they’re welcomed into my family of features, allowing me to boldly embrace the characteristics that make me into me
When I do, I come to life
I allow the intricately created puzzle pieces of myself to fit together, throwing no piece away
I step forward into the ‘me’ I am meant to be by accepting the ‘me’ that I am
But helped by my encouragers, the people who tell me that they adore my twiddlesome locks, who build me as I break myself down, who love those pieces of me that I deem unloveable, My God who loves EVERY piece of me, the good, the bad, the pieces I accept and the pieces that I still want to change
Every SINGLE part of Laura
I am not alone on this journey.