Being a child of the sun, or so I’ve told myself, I found comfort in finding something hidden that only the sun could bring to the surface. Counting freckles became much more fun in the summer! Magically appearing on my arms, back, legs, placed thoughtfully across the bridge of my nose and cheek bones. I felt cute, sweet, and ever so innocent, pretending to be a porcelain doll, smiling and letting the sun show off one of my favorite traits.
At 19 years old, you can still find me sun kissed and counting these beautiful little marks that remind me that I am the same as that little girl 16 years ago. It’s a simple yet important reminder to me. Not all beauty I found as a child has been stripped away through the years.
My Untethered Soul 