When I was younger, I though that to love one's self was vanity and not a virtuous trait.

    As I have grown older, that belef has passed away, as have so many others. There is a vast deviation between being vain and loving one's self.

    We are all in this world together striving for more or less the same things. To contribute and have our lives count for sth. To love and be loved, to laugh and... yes, to cry.

    We seek shelter, nourishment, a mate, warmth, clothing, family, friends; we seek approval, love and self-esteem. We are all imperfect. Often during our search we forget to simply enjoy what life is. We become so caught up in what could have been, what should be, what might be, that many of our todays are lost. Let yesterday rest, live for today, hope and dream for ur tomorrows.

    If there is some part of u that lessens ur self-image,some part of u that prevents u from loving urself, change it, for only u can.Life is filled with things we have no control over,but ourselves, we can control. U r the clay, u r the sculptor and u have the ability to create a masterpiece.The shape and form r there.U have only to refine the work.

    Is the task an easy one？No. There will be sips and flaws and u will be required to work and rework just as a sculptor must rework the clay before the piece is completed. Should the sculptor throw out the piece condemning is as worthless because of a blemish or nick, of course not, where then would all the world's treasured art be.I doubt we would have any. How many masterpieces do u think have been created in one fell-swoop, a first effort completely succesful without error, without change? Is it possible we fail to see that mankind is the most marvelous of all works of art? A living, continuous, developing work of art.

    How often have u heard the question" what is the human race coming to",the answer, in my mind at least, is whatever we make it, for we r the weavers of tomorrow.u r a treasure, beyond price, one of a kind, irreplaceable.Not perfect but well on ur way to being a masterpiece, do not let ur yesterdays hinder tomorrow's achievemnets.

    One person's outlook and subject to change with tomorrows setting sun, asn i too continue to sculpt the lump of clay given to me at birth, called self.