You have not failed me.

A letter to my body.

Dear Body,

First and foremost I want to say thank you. You have taken me 30 years thus far with little to no failure. For that I am eternally grateful. You have managed to overcome all the damage I have subjected you to, only to turn around and ask "What's next" with a smile. At times you have stumbled, but never for long, and always have dusted yourself off. Which brings me to my point. I want you to know, you have not failed me. You have not failed me in the most important task I've asked you to do. Create life. You have given me 3 beautiful healthy children. You provided a home, comfortable and warm for a full term for each of them. You fed and nurtured them as good as I could have imagined. Although you were unable to (whether fault of my own or not) give birth naturally or feed them enough to help them thrive, you have not failed me. I sit here looking at my most recent addition and she is beautiful. Regardless of anything anyone says or thinks, you have not failed me and I love you for that.

Love,
Michelle