Maybe we’d finally understand that we are more alike than different. That we don’t have to agree to love and respect each other. Maybe we’d see that we are all connected. That we are one.
Author: breatheShellyGirl
Just a woman who’s trying to understand this thing called life…
Natural Woman
There’s a reason women call make-up war paint.
True
What if we choose instead to rejoice in the miracle of who we are?
I love you. Have a cookie.
One of my earliest memories is watching my mother bake a pie.
So what’s the plan?
For all I know, that nice thing I said in 1972 was the only thing I needed to get done this time around. Maybe the rest is just gravy.
Anger Management
...sometimes, even with the best of intentions, we all lose it.
You think, therefore I am…
When I was a kid, I was a grade A, brow-sweating keener.
In Praise of Authenticity
There are a million ways to be loved and to give love, so we need a million tools for the job. Actually, it’s probably more like 7 billion. 7.4 billion, at last count.
If the suit makes the man, do the shoes make the girl?
So I bought some new shoes. Really snazzy, expensive running shoes. As I am now an athlete, it seemed only fitting that I have the shoes to match. Perhaps I should mention that I am a middle-aged, slightly klutzy, first time athlete. But I am an athlete, none the less. My new shoes tell me … Continue reading If the suit makes the man, do the shoes make the girl?
Shedding the Weight
Shame is a bully and it lives in my fat cells. I’ve been thinking a lot about my fat cells lately. See, I started working out. My final frontier. I’ve never been very good at sports. I have beautiful sisters who excelled, but I was the one you’d find smoking bummed cigarettes on the wall … Continue reading Shedding the Weight
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