As a young woman I mostly remember feeling too fat, too rubinesque, too tall, too feminine... I was an independent and carefree spirit who didn't need anyone to be happy on this planet and looking so striking made me nervous.
Looking back at the pictures of my youth, I see a stunning and beautiful smiling face looking at the camera, always laughing and having a good time.
Now that I'm older I feel more vain and aware of my looks, as if what is left of my "beauty" is fading fast.
It's kind of ridiculous really.
While I watched the clip from the Mimi Foundation below I cried and cried because here I am, feeling vain about my youthful beauty that I never appreciated, while the women and men who have lost their hair and their carefree existence thanks to cancer, have nothing to look forward too.
And then I cried some more because I've recently lost my dear Aunt Ellie to cancer, and Frannie, and Melinda's mom...and I just have to accept that I need to fall apart once in a while.
So I'm drying my eyes and I'm feeling more fragile and more human and more thankful for this gift called life.
Because that is exactly what it is - a present every single day.
Thank You to those at the Mimi Foundation for doing this project.
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