There've been lots of changes in my life over the last couple of years. Losing weight being one of the most obvious, but there have also been changes in the way I think and the way I see myself.
I know that my mental image of my physical appearance still has some catching up to do. I can see a photo on someone's camera, or (like at church the other day) projected up on the screen at the front, and I still don't recognise that that's me. Maybe one day I will, but in the meantime I get some nice surprises!
Mentally, I'm still adjusting to my changing body shape and to the way that people around me react and interact with me. (Like the guy I know from school who saw my photo on facebook and told me I looked kinda hot!) One of my good friends tells me I'm beautiful and that I should tell myself that daily. Sometimes I believe it, sometimes I don't.
I was just walking home from the post office, dressed in scruffy jeans and the biggest ugliest raincoat you've ever seen, but all of a sudden I just felt beautiful. Life is good. I like being me, I like what I see on the outside, I like who I am on the inside. Heck, I'm blowing my own trumpet, but yeah, I *am* beautiful, and I like it :)