The words "I am not my body" keep ringing in my head time and again. They are from a woman I have never met, yet I can't forget them. I wonder what she means, finally I crack and find out. This is her story of courage and love. I hope we can always remember the importance of what we are doing as she so well reminded me. Thank you Stephanie.
I shared this with my 4-year old daughter who, like most little girls are very concerned with being "pretty". She cut her own her to be "pretty", and now gets upset because it is not "pretty" and long yet. I explained about what happenes to your skin when it gets burned, she was very curious. I asked her if she thought this lady was beautifull and she said "yes", and said I should be more like her. That was a good moment. Thank you Stephanie for letting her know about "pretty".
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Sunday, February 12, 2012
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Juggling With Kids: Cloud Dough
Juggling With Kids: Cloud Dough
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Image of Women
I have often pondered on what it was like for my grandmother, her mother, or even her mother and the issues they faced. Yes, some are the same but in this age us women (yes, men are too, but I have trouble enough walking in my own shoes to try yours) have so many things thrown at us, many of which we don't talk about.
Killing Us Softly: Advertising's Image of Women
Killing Us Softly: Advertising's Image of Women
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