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To the woman in this photograph,
I know that your body doesn’t look quite the same as you remember. It’s curvier. Heavier. Softer. It sags in some places and groans in others. Your clothes don’t all fit. I know that’s the third shirt you tried on today… and you only “settled” on it because you felt like there was nothing else. I know that your first instinct is to hide away. You don’t want to be seen like this because it doesn’t feel like you. You judge yourself and bear the weight of perceived expectations. You compare your progress to others, and feel disappointment and shame when your journey is different. But… you are different. When…
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Looking for Peace*
I’ve been wrestling with something lately.(Sorry, this is a bit of a long one.) It feels a little like I’m at war with myself. One half pushing for the things I feel that I “should” do because it’s expected of me, and I hate feeling like I’ve let anyone down. The side that always says “yes” because it’s easier than dealing with the discomfort that can come with saying no. The other side is quieter. It knows my heart better. It knows my limits. My anxiety. It understands that what is right for me may not be the same for someone else. It bucks trends or expectations and focuses on…
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They are all mine.
“Are they all yours?” (“…on purpose?”) “You must be so busy!!” “You sure have your hands full!” “Good for you!” These are the comments I receive most often from random strangers we meet while we’re out and about. Many people assume that I must be running a home daycare, and are surprised to hear that I’m my only client. They are well meaning. I know that. I’m not offended. Apparently having a family of this size is uncommon these days and people are curious and interested. …but it does make me feel a little like a side show attraction sometimes, particularly with P’s antics. So, well meaning person on the…
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Dear W,
I hope you always know just how much you were wished for. Longed for. Hoped for. Prayed for. Above all else, I hope you always know just how much you are loved. Love,Me
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Please Cut My Hair
You know my catch phrase is “keep it real”. So, lemme just take you through this morning. I just told my sister and I cannot stop laughing. The fact that she keeps sending me memes isn’t helping, but here we go. I told you all last night that I was finally, FINALLY getting my hair cut this morning. My last appointment was cancelled the DAY BEFORE due to the lockdown. It was brutal. As things were opening up again, I reached out to a local independent stylist in my community. I booked an appointment for 9:30am this morning. I didn’t say a word about it until 10pm last night because…
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