Wednesday, December 16, 2015

A Self-Portrait at Thirty-One

Thirty-one today, and I still don't know how to see myself. 

I sit with Isaiah in the light, and hold the camera towards me. My arm quakes with the effort. 

The sun dances on the leaves and my shoulders. Isaiah grins and grasps my finger in his fist. I've watched him discover those fists the last few weeks, bringing them to his mouth and sucking noisily, comforting himself, though never quite finding his thumb. I delight in his discovering his voice and his hands, the way he kicks his feet in excitement and searches for our faces when he hears our voices. He's more excited and less afraid with Caden, more enchanted with Jayci. We widen our hearts to let in the newest parts of him. 
I graze my finger along the curve of his rounded cheeks. Tracing the dip of his chin into his chest makes him giggle and we cannot resist nuzzling him there to hear the sound again and again. 

The leaves scoop the light and reflect it back, growing brittle as fall heads towards winter. Dark descends quickly, steeping the sky in black only after the sun's gasping breaths of gold.  Colors deepen, richer and more tenuous, teetering under their weight before flitting to the ground.
I am resisting the temptation to delete these images, too many wrinkles and strange angles make me cringe. I have trouble seeing myself the way I wish I could. But I'm hoping this thirty-first year might be the one. When I finally settle more deeply into my own skin, and start seeing myself with new eyes.
31 feels old and young, all at once. I wonder what new wrinkles and stretch marks this year will carry, signs of life lived full and deep. I wonder what God will stir in me, what surprises this year will hold. I'm hoping for less fear and more brave, less lies and more truth. For less bondage and more freedom, more laughter but not necessarily less tears. For more grace and less guilt. For more of Jesus and less of myself. 


  1. Gorgeous photos, gorgeous words. So glad you didn't delete. Love to you on this birthday, my friend.

  2. Becca, this and you are so beautiful. So very glad you posted. I'm feeling all the same feelings over here.

  3. You are beautiful...the beauty deep within you flows out, I love you sweet friend.

  4. ahhh - you're so beautiful... its never easy to see yourself as others do - especially how your babies see you - full of love.
    Hope this year is full of wonderful blessings for you!

  5. Love love love the photos, the words, you!!!


I LOVE hearing from you. Thank-you for reading and interacting, and being the best!


Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...