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I was going through old photos again. I do this sometimes. And I love it. I love sifting through moments, days, years. And sometimes I happen upon photos I've never seen. I've noticed a trend: If the images are of my girls, I love them. But often, if they are of me, I'm quick to find fault. I look so disheveled, puffy, tired.

But the other day, this didn't happen. I found these photos from one year ago and I knew they were the kind that would have historically made me cringe. There was messy hair and glasses and extra-casual clothes. There were bad angles and double chins, but what I saw most: Love.

I saw love in these pictures. I saw a mother who is real and in it, who loves her girls. I saw affection and playfulness and joy.

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And when I saw this good stuff more than the bad, self-judgment stuff, I thought to myself: Whoa, I'm changing.

Look, a little bit of vanity is probably a good thing. There's nothing wrong with caring about how we look, but it's not what matters most. It just isn't.

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How do you react when you see yourself in photos? Are you quick to criticize?

ADR Friday Loves 04.24.15

ADR Friday Loves 04.24.15

Better Than Before?

Better Than Before?