I have freckles and have had them since I was a little girl.
I despised my freckles when I was little, truly despised them.
I did EVERYTHING in my power to rid myself of them.
I tried rubbing lemons on my face, I tried hiding them with make up (without my mom's approval, mind you).
I can even remember begging my mom to buy me some sort of skin lightening cream and using every.single.bit of it.
I laugh about the skin cream now, b/c I believe it was made for age spots and here I am using it for freckles at the age of 10. :)
But, nothing ever worked.
I can remember being in elementary school and reading the book "Freckle Juice" and thinking that little boy had to be crazy to want such a thing as freckles!
Why would anyone want freckles?
Had he lost his mind?!
Here, I was doing everything in my power to get rid of them!
I guess, I thought that because I had freckles, I would never be considered beautiful.
But, what did I know at 8 or 9?
Of course, now that I am older, they don't seem to bother me so much.
I guess, over the years I had forgotten about how much I used to despise mine until Maddie made a comment about hers.
She loves hers.
Her daddy and I love hers. : )
It just made me think about wrong I was when I was a little girl, because I honestly don't think she could be any more beautiful.
It's funny how things change, isn't it?