31 Days of Blogging, Day 4: Serenity

Naturally serene, not me. Some people seem to walk, talk, move about with this air of serenity, I imagine they are that way because they have this perfect self-acceptance.

I imagine they look at themselves in the mirror every morning, accepting that their hair is too oily, or too dry. And that their skin is too oily, or too dry. That way, I imagine, they will be able to walk down the street to work looking serene, because they won't be thinking: damn my hair is too oily. Or too dry. You get what I mean?

Perfect self-acceptance, a concept so strange to me it hurts. But I do know how to fake looking serene: it is by holding an imagery of a garden in my brain. That is what I think about, walking down the street or standing in front of my classroom. A rose, a tigerlily. Perfect bushes and rhododendron.



I just found out (too late), that Giuliana Rancic has breast cancer. On top of the struggle with infertility. I wonder how she keeps her serene look. I also read that she has opted for a double mastectomy. I wonder if she has perfect self-acceptance. Or if she walks around, one step at a time, thinking of roses and rhododendron.


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