A few summers ago I remember seeing a lovely lady in a summery dress. What was special about her was that her legs were, what looked like to me, patches of eczema. It was very visible. She didnât seem to make a big deal out of it though.
Back then I remember thinking, âI could never do thatâ.
Now when I return to this memory, I think of this lovely lady as super strong and so beautiful.
Now, I want to be like her.












