Starbody

I used to believe that what you showed to the world everyday isn’t all there is to a person, but is still a way to show who you are. I’d never leave the house without glancing in the mirror lest I might see a cute boy or meet friends. I wanted to them to see me as I wanted to be seen. I suppose a secret part of me thought that who I was could be formed by the little bits I let people see.

And now? I’ve come to realize that it’s not at all the little bits that people see that make up who you are … or at least, who I am. It’s the moments that no one sees that make all the difference. Quiet moments kissing the baby’s elbows or lying in bed with the husband listening to Low. Those are the bits that form who I am now.