As I work with women, I hear the same complaints and concerns. Women don't say, "I don't really like my nose." They say, "I HATE my nose!" They would never describe their friends, family, or even a stranger with such vitriol! This body that has done so much for us is treated with such disdain. If your body does nothing else, it keeps your insides in! I mean, that's a pretty significant contribution! I look at my thumb. Doesn't look like much. It doesn't look like much; but wow! What a trooper! One time I shut it in the door of an AMC Matador . Another time, I fell on the stairs and jammed my thumb on the riser of the stair. Ouch! They're good as new! I used them for my babies to hang onto when they learned to walk. I've let a diving instructor know I was OK, and he, in a moment of panic, used his to let me know that I was OK. I haven't everused it to hitchhike, but I've thought about it! Probably why the rest of my body is still here! I follow my thumb up to my arm, my shoulder, my neck and to my face. I've gained weight since having children and I sometimes hardly recognize myself. I've gotten used to it, and I plan to get back in shape in the new year. I want to be around to see my kids graduate, marry and have kids. But that's not exactly my New Year's Resolution. My New Years Resolution is this. I look into the mirror at this girl I've known all my life and make a promise. I am going to care for her. I'm going to treat her as someone I love. I'm going to stop calling her bad names. I am going to care for her as I would care for my own child. I am going to regard her as equally important as anyone else in the family. She's going to the dentist. She's going to get her first Pap in 6 years. She's getting that mammogram. And she's going to stop feeding herself bad food and degrading her body for gaining weight. She's going to exist in photographs. She is Beautiful. She is a Woman. She is Me.