Sunday, April 14, 2013

I love my...

I love myself- I do. I love my personality; I love my ability to give so freely; I love my loyalty; I love my intelligence; I love my ability to love and I love my body. That may sound weird to some of you and I get that. I completely understand the toll that societal requirements has taken on the female's ability to accept herself for exactly who she is.

It's very sad really. There are millions of women and girls in this world depriving themselves of some of the happiest moments merely because they don't want to: skip a workout, leave the house without makeup, or appear undisciplined.

I'm going to start a new post every Saturday titled, "I Love My..." and I'd LOVE it if you would join me! I am going to post a blog about a body part, characteristic, personality trait, etc. and explain why I love it.

I love my lips.

My lips are seductively shaped and perfectly pouty.  Full of  fire and cold as ice.  They speak without parting and laugh with no sound.

My lips have seduced once or twice... sometimes naughty, always nice.  I color them red, this means business and if I color them pink, this means play.

My lips have soothed crying babies to sleep and sung lullabies.  They have cured the common cold and whispered encouragement during surgeries, strep throat, and broken hearts.

My lips speak the truth, sometimes with razor blade accuracy that cuts like a knife but they also offer heartfelt apologies.

My lips speak poetry, prose, and lyrics... although you better hope you are not within ear's reach when they sing!

My lips sealed a promise on October 31, 2010 when I married my best friend and they've welcomed my miracles to the world in 1996, 2000, and in 2005.

I love my lips.

 
 
 


9 comments:

  1. Thank you fir this post, I truly needed to hear this today! I often get diwn on my size but its me and I am happy! I love your blogs and love this picture of you.

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  2. So glad you love your body, God loves us the way were are and to not love ourselves would be calling Him a fool. But I do it anyways. Here's to ourselves. We are wonderfully and beautifully made!

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