I have the man of my dreams who adores me, our health, 12 grandchildren from our blended families and 15 pounds that I dwell on every day. But not enough to put the fork down. It's a constant struggle to just be thankful and focus on our blessings. It is so much easier to look at what we don't have. Human nature? Probably, Eve was standing in the garden of Eden. with Adam, who had to be a hunk, being the first man and all, with all the luscious fruit, a paradise beyond belief and she focused on what she didn't have. Sound familiar? So what's the answer, why are we like that? It's as if there is a force beyond our control that has us constantly taking our mind off the important to take care of the urgent that's not really important. I know what I have to do to lose 15 pounds. Get fit pal and be cognizant of every morsel and drink I put in my mouth. But really am I happy? Yes, except when I go shopping which is my favorite past time. I love what my twin always says so sure of herself and I quote, "We look damn good for our age." Self acceptance is what it's all about. Remembering that our body has weathered some storms if we are privileged to live past our fifties. For me heartbreak, appendectomy, c-section, hysterectomy, just life itself.Then, I think of what our body does naturally, heals itself. We have eyes that behold beauty each day, ears that listen to the sound of our loves ones, feet that carry this wondrous body, hands that hold the ones we love, and the fleshly belly that bore children that chiseled us down to what really matters. Watching and praying they don't make the same mistakes we did. And if that's not enough waiting for the fruit of our labor may take 25-30 years giving us the gift of patience. Would I give them up to have a flat belly, not on your life. So with that being said, what is the alternative? Today, I give myself the gift of acceptance. I'm not 18, 25, 35, or 45. I have the love of my family and my husband. When will I accept myself in its glorious state?