Today, I’m super thankful for my freckles. They only appear whenever I’m out in the sun for long periods of time, so they’re a true testament to how much time I’ve already spent in the sun. Normally they arrive in August, but I’m happy they’re here already.
Like almost all of my body positivity body parts, I was once really insecure about my freckles. I fought long and hard to hide them, and that included avoiding sunlight altogether. Which, if you should know anything about me, I love being outside and in the sun. At any rate, however, this story of insecurity isn’t unlike any other I’ve already told. My “best friend” told me my freckles looked weird in elementary school and it made me really insecure about them. Flash forward to now and I absolutely love them. They give me history, a story.
So thank you freckles for giving me a little bit of life. Here’s to almost 19 years with you and many, many more in the future!