Today I went to pick up some photos. I walked up to the counter and the store clerk said "Oh, your photos aren't ready because the girl who was working here got sick and had to leave, so your photos won't be ready until tomorrow. Sorry." I was thankful that I had a prayer for the clerk who was sick and that her health registered more a priority than my photos. I haven't always been that way. I am not always now. But in that moment, I was the self I was born to be. And I liked me.