Rings

I look into the mirror, meeting my own gaze. It's almost as if I'm meeting someone else's eyes. Just a few years ago, I would have looked away, unable to bear the weight of my self-judgment, criticizing my own reflection from head to toe. But today, as I look at the ring on my finger, I'm reminded of how far I've come as a person. All I can say to the reflection in the mirror is, "You're perfect, and I love you."