Written By: A very insecure girl.
Let’s take a walk together down memory lane…
When I was young, I loved having my photo taken, but when this comes to mind I remember a certain time in my life where I loved it even more…That was year 6 of my little life. I loved getting dressed up in fancy outfits, taking hours in the bathroom doing my hair a certain-perfect way, lathering my face with fake kids make-up and putting on my hot pink plastic high-heels that had a large, fake diamond on the front of them.
Although, with every step was squeaky sounds coming from my feet below as I walked on our 90 year old, original hard wood flooring in our bunagolo styled home. To the great amounts of pain and loss of feeling that my poor feet were experiencing…this was an invigorating time for a 6 year old.
I would walk ever so carefully in my heels to find my Mum and have her take photos of me with our family’s non-digital, non-seeing the picture till its developed camera, in our sun shine filled living room and cozy covered porch.
I felt alive when these photos were being taken. I felt beautiful. Like everything was simply perfect.
Now fast forward 13 years. There I was getting my make up and hair done. Sitting waiting to have my photos taken with my love for our 1 year anniversary.
(This should have been another invigorating experience…yet that entire day I have never felt so sick, nauseous, and nervous before in my life.)
After a couple hours of pampering, I was ready. In my beautiful dress that I had bought for this special occasion, wearing my boots that my Grandparents had bought me, make up done, and hair just right.
My love arrived to our home, I was upstairs doing some finishing touches. I heard him come in the front doors, I was beyond excited to see him, yet I couldn’t walk down the set of stairs before me. I was so nervous.
I had to have him come up the stairs to me, because I was having such a hard time facing him. Shaking inside as I heard the creaking sounds as he walked up the stairs…He looked at me and smiled like he always does. He said that I looked beautiful.
I was trying so hard to understand why I was feeling this way, I mean this wasn’t our first photo shoot. I loved getting photos taken of me, my whole life and then, it came to me… as we were driving to the location where we were getting the pictures taken.
This was the first photo shoot since I had gained 63 of the most ugliest pounds from my medication. I was camera shy. I was scared.
Feeling terrified of what I would look like on camera, we began.
All through the shoot I continued to be nervous. With every pose, thoughts swirling around in my weary heart, “What do my legs look like?”, “What does my stomach look like?”, “What about my arms…do they look like legs?”
This vicious cycle went on, the entire time.
Then the photos were revealed to us in less than 1 weeks time and I was amazed. Even though I have gained lots and I was nervous. They turned out amazing.
Sisters, no matter your size NEVER, I repeat never be camera shy. God created you. Yes, YOU!!! He even created me knowing that I would gain weight rapidly and hate my body through it. He knew that I would be nervous, because He knows it all. Never forget…ANY size. You’re beautiful.
Until Next Time,
~An insecure girl, who knows she’s secure in her Heavenly Father’s arms. (Kerrington)
Heather Brooks Photography.