Tuesday, January 16, 2007
I have recently been convicted of things I need to be thankful for. One thing I never mention but am often thoughtful of is the fact that my parents saw to it from an early age that my teeth were straightened. I believe this stems from the fact that my dad's parents did not have enough money to put braces on his teeth as a child and he was always self-conscious of his smile. So, come 2nd grade, I was in the dental chair getting fitted for my first set of retainers. From 2nd grade until 10th grade I had some form of metal in my mouth. After several retainers, multiple teeth removed, and a nice, full set of metal braces, the results is pretty nice (if I do say so myself.) Granted, one tooth is still a little off, but it gives my smile some character (and most don't notice.) I no longer have an underbite, I was able to keep all of my "adult" teeth (except my 1 lonely wisdom tooth), and I can smile knowing that people aren't going to be staring at my teeth. I know this is vane, but I am so thankful that my parents sacrificed so that I could have straight teeth. And the best part of the story...my sister and I got to spend time with my dad at the orthodontists office, watching him live out a dream of his. After all, if his daughters were going to have straight teeth, so was he.
Randomness by Carrie at 1:13 PM