Confession from the Bedroom Wall…

I have a photograph of my 🍑 on our bedroom wall. I like to think it’s tasteful. My husband snapped the pic on my 40th birthday when I was enjoying the view from our Key West hotel room. My bottom aside, it’s a beautiful picture; you can see the ocean and palm trees in the distance framed by the window. It captures my sense of contentment and feeling so well loved in that moment. So I had the photo rendered into an AI watercolor, framed it and gave it to Ryan as a spicy Valentine’s gift. Then it sat in a closet for months. I agonized over where I should hang it, whether I should hang it at all. “Am I a narcissist? Who hangs nudes on the wall? What if someone accidentally sees it even though it’s in our bedroom, like a plumber or something?” But fact is, I had the audacity to like this photo of my 40 year old bum. And as I am getting older, I endeavor to always be audacious in the face of any insecurity. If something makes you ask, “Who do you think you are?” Or “What would people think?” Chances are, that’s the move to make. So wear the outfit. Post the selfie. Be TMI. Get the tattoo. Apply for the job. Take the trip. You know, put yourself out there, live a little. We have one precious life. Be audacious. Have yourself a Little Victory.