Making Changes

My life is pretty great. There's not a day that goes by when I don't find something to look at and just say, "Wow, I'm so lucky to have that person in my life" or "This couldn't have gone any better" or "This was just a really good day." Of course, that may largely be because I've always thought of myself as an optimist, but even though my life is very blessed and very full, there are days when I look in the mirror and still think, "How can I make things better?"

When I asked myself this a few weeks ago, it was an internal question. I was happy with my self-image, but I was a changing girl. I've grown so much in these past few years in ways that many others don't always see. That's because while these changes I've worked on may have been slight, they've made all the difference to me. They've been changes to pieces of my personality, my way of interacting with others. I'm not the shy girl I once was. I've become more than capable of speaking my mind and defending what I think is right. I've grown stronger.

That's why I discovered a slight problem. See, the girl in the mirror didn't portray that self-confidant side of me the way I wanted her to. Although she was still me, still the girl I thought of when I tried to picture myself, she didn't appear the way I truly felt she should.

I'm not so good with spontaneous decisions, but I'd been failing to set a date for myself to get my hair cut for about a month. So when my mom asked if I wanted to go to her hairdresser's with herself and my sister, I decided that now was the time. Although I was nervous, I sat down, and I closed my eyes. And when I opened them again, I had to smile. Because looking in the mirror, I saw me.

It might seem like some small little thing, but this past week I've felt so great every time I see my reflection. Because what's inside of me is shining through so much better now. And that style always looks good.