I realized yesterday how my body just amazes me.
How every time I think I can't do something, I do it.
How despite how hard I push it, it's resilient and strong.
I appreciate how quickly it adapts to changes in my environment.
That it converts food and water and light into energy that fuels me.
That I can close my eyes at night and dream of impossible adventures.
But most of all, my body allows me to experience love and sunshine and art and friendship and moonrises and the surf. Wonder and pleasure and comfort. Cold and warmth and laughter. Decadence. Music. Silence. Wind.
I haven't been kind to my body. Or said kind things about it. Until now. Now I can't imagine feeling anything but gratitude for this body and the time I have left in it.