11 Things I Love About Me


I love my curious mind

I’m a puzzle solver. From jigsaws to juggernauts, I have a talent for taking obscure facts and pieces and bringing them together into a cohesive whole.

I love that I am adaptable

I like learning and trying new things. I am good at rolling with whatever The Universe throws my way.

I love my hair

My friend Brandie calls my hair unruly and she is right. My curly hair is a walking barometer, a rebellious child, an untamed soul. Some days it is naughty, others nice. Its ornery nature suits me just fine.

I love that I am resilient

If I fall down, I dust myself off and tackle the mountain again. Sometimes, again and again.

I love my sense of humor

I laugh, crack jokes, and throw out the occasional zinger. I don’t take myself too seriously. Seriously.

I love that I am neat

Okay, so I have a firm hold on the coattails of OCD. I’m not quite Monk, but I do love my order. To be honest, Monk is a second-cousin, the branch of the family where the hair isn’t so frizzy.

I love my quirks

I am irreverent, outspoken, and mischievous. I don’t like feet. I have come to the obvious conclusion my forehead creases are a sign of great genius generated from my wonder of the world and people around me.

I love that I am creative

I write, draw, imagine, dream, experiment, play, wonder, wish. Just don’t ask me to sing.

I love my super powers

I can see someone on TV or in movies and tell you what else they have been in—random connections of often minor players. I can create a tasty meal out of whatever is left in the fridge. I am a brainstorming goddess and am constantly churning out ideas.

I love that my life story is still being written

I embrace the changes, challenges, and successes that lie in my future. I love that I don’t know where my journey will lead me and continue to enjoy the ride.

I love that I am human

I make mistakes. I curse. I say the wrong things. I am irritated by empty toilet paper rolls. I hate high heels and despise spray tanning.

I am unique and adorable, somewhat loveable me.

Imaginary Words   marnie lyn adams    Follow me on Pinterest Follow me on Twitter Like my Facebook Page Subscribe to my RSS Feed

Pin It on Pinterest

Share This