When the mirror is asked:
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is perfect after all?
The mirror reflects back what we have defined as our flaws. It lists the names and pictures of the people we admire and strive to be like. It points to our insecurities and says, “See that? Not perfect at all.”
But that mirror mirror on the wall does not know the scars we wear, tell the stories of survival, of healed pain, of getting up after being knocked down. It does not know the beautiful mind behind those eyes. It does not know the creative potential our hearts hold.
Perfection? No, thank you. Strength. Strength in being who we are. Strength in celebrating our differences. Strength in recognizing our own journey.
Next time, when the mirror is staring back at us, remind it:
“I am not perfect. I am much stronger than that.”