I know you'll look at the post tittle, then you'll look at the first photo and think What does she mean shit happen?
So yesterday after dropping Manech to daycare I had set myself to go enjoy an hour of happy long boarding. It had been quite a while since I last grabbed my board and I was excited about the idea of jumping in the ocean before getting to work. So excited I snapped a picture of my vibrant red toes in communion with my board (so much creativity I know). And I was SO happy! There were some nice sets of waves coming in and I was feeling confident enough to take off on some of the bigger ones. And it all went pretty well. But when I took the picture before dipping myself in the water, I had not anticipated AT ALL the picture I would take once I'd got off the water. I wasn't actually thinking I'd take any other photo that day.
Well, shit do happen and they always seem to happen all at once! The week had already been pretty damn challenging with a lot of emotions I had to deal with. That's also why I had decided to go out surfing, so that I could shake it all off . And it fell right as I put on my bikini. I always tend to listen to my inner voice whenever I want to go surfing or windsurfing. I look at the ocean, I look at the waves and I listen to that little voice. And sometimes it says NO and I go and I break a mast. So I do pay attention to what it says now. And yesterday it seemed to be saying YES! So I went, right?
Here's the photo I had not anticipated:
So yesterday after dropping Manech to daycare I had set myself to go enjoy an hour of happy long boarding. It had been quite a while since I last grabbed my board and I was excited about the idea of jumping in the ocean before getting to work. So excited I snapped a picture of my vibrant red toes in communion with my board (so much creativity I know). And I was SO happy! There were some nice sets of waves coming in and I was feeling confident enough to take off on some of the bigger ones. And it all went pretty well. But when I took the picture before dipping myself in the water, I had not anticipated AT ALL the picture I would take once I'd got off the water. I wasn't actually thinking I'd take any other photo that day.
Well, shit do happen and they always seem to happen all at once! The week had already been pretty damn challenging with a lot of emotions I had to deal with. That's also why I had decided to go out surfing, so that I could shake it all off . And it fell right as I put on my bikini. I always tend to listen to my inner voice whenever I want to go surfing or windsurfing. I look at the ocean, I look at the waves and I listen to that little voice. And sometimes it says NO and I go and I break a mast. So I do pay attention to what it says now. And yesterday it seemed to be saying YES! So I went, right?
Here's the photo I had not anticipated:
Yep. That is half a front (big front) tooth missing. The picture doesn't give justice to the ugliness of it really. There's an other chip on the other front tooth, the side one is cracked and no one can tell whether it will hold on or not and there seems to be a bit of a bone fracture. YAY-FEAR FREE! Go girl! So instead of enjoying a nice day surfing and working on a creative project of mine I got to spend the day looking for a dentist and talking to prison's-door-like secretaries who did not seem to give a damn of my poor self being in pain.
Okay enough complaining. Let's try and look at the bright side because remember, black tends to cover white but there is always positiveness hiding into the darkness. Is this poetic at all? That could be a bright side right here! Ha! When I got home and looked at me in the mirror well I couldn't help but notice how my smile had changed. I looked BAD ASS! YAY! (note to myself: do carry your boxing mouth guard when you go surfing). Seriously other than that, the first thing I told myself was, well your smile isn't quite as gorgeous as it used to be (the gorgeous goes to my ego that needs some fuel right now), but hey! you're still you! You may have half (a good half) a front tooth missing but YOU haven't changed. Right? I mean does appearance means so much that I will spend the rest of the day crying over a tooth? Hell no! I am who I am whether I have a mouth full of teeth or not. I am still my kind-funny-self with all of my good qualities AND not so good ones. Life lesson right here. Bang.
I will eventually (hopefully) get this all fixed up soon. It will, no doubt, cost some money (America!!) and that's what really sucks but I was able to pick up my child and spend the rest of the day laughing and playing around the yard with him. What else really matters!
BE HAPPY. With or without the perfect smile (never had the perfect one anyway)!
Okay enough complaining. Let's try and look at the bright side because remember, black tends to cover white but there is always positiveness hiding into the darkness. Is this poetic at all? That could be a bright side right here! Ha! When I got home and looked at me in the mirror well I couldn't help but notice how my smile had changed. I looked BAD ASS! YAY! (note to myself: do carry your boxing mouth guard when you go surfing). Seriously other than that, the first thing I told myself was, well your smile isn't quite as gorgeous as it used to be (the gorgeous goes to my ego that needs some fuel right now), but hey! you're still you! You may have half (a good half) a front tooth missing but YOU haven't changed. Right? I mean does appearance means so much that I will spend the rest of the day crying over a tooth? Hell no! I am who I am whether I have a mouth full of teeth or not. I am still my kind-funny-self with all of my good qualities AND not so good ones. Life lesson right here. Bang.
I will eventually (hopefully) get this all fixed up soon. It will, no doubt, cost some money (America!!) and that's what really sucks but I was able to pick up my child and spend the rest of the day laughing and playing around the yard with him. What else really matters!
BE HAPPY. With or without the perfect smile (never had the perfect one anyway)!
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