WHY in God’s name would an almost 53 year old woman post a photo of herself in a swim suit on the Internet, of all places?
I remember vividly when my kids were little and they would beg and beg and beg me to take them to the pool. Abd I always made excuses. Sometimes I would go and sit in the shade and watch them swim.
Heck, I wouldn’t even wear shorts! I was just over thirty, and I went through sweltering Midwestern summers wearing jeans.
Because I was too fat to wear shorts. Or, God forbid, a swim suit!
Wanna know the truth? My body was twenty years younger then: twenty years of gravity works and wrinkles and varicose veins. And I weighed 30-40 lbs less.
We have a pool. And I love water almost as much as I love oxygen. I have invited women friends over to hang out in the pool with me. And several have told me, horrified, “You won’t catch me on a swim suit!”
I weep and rage for my friends. And for my young self, who suffered in sweltering and self-inflicted shame. And for my kids, whose childhoods were marred by their mother’s stupid insecurity.
That’s why I put a picture of myself in a swim suit on the Internet. Because I want women to deeply understand that the enjoyment of summer is not just for some mythical creature who fits an arbitrarily set standard.
Summer – and fun, and playing, and a lack of self-consciousness – belongs to everyone. All ages, all shapes, all sizes, all whatever’s.
Will you be wearing a swim suit this summer?