The beach

Dh & I took the kids to the beach today. We're not exactly your beach-lovin', sun-worshippin' kind of people, but we had lots of fun anyway.
As I stood in the water, glancing around at the sights, I realized something...all are created equal at the beach. No matter how terrible you feel about yourself, no matter how bad you look or think you look, no matter how fat, no matter how short, whether you have big hips, a fat belly, saddle bags, love handles, pasty white skin, you name it...no one seems to care! As a matter of fact, I find that there are always at least 10 people who look waaaaaaaaay worse than you! How is this possible??? You can be 50 pounds overweight, with a swimsuit 3 sizes too small and no one really stares, it's just par for the course. I guess true beach goers have seen it all...nothing shocks them. I started out feeling self-concious at the beach, but by the end of the day, all fear had been shed. I felt liberated, even invigorated! Now if only the rest of the world could see through the same eyes...