I had coffee with a friend the other week. She mentioned she wanted to try out Weight Watchers. I said, "good for you!" I nodded in consent. This has been bothering me since. What was I consenting to?
The real answer for her should have been something about it being great that she was pursuing something she was excited about. And then a bunch of editorials on how she is already lovely, radiant, and good enough. Good hair, good smile, athletic body. Good as created.
I was in the shower last night with the song Just the Way You Are running through my mind. I need to offer that out more to people.
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your rich wells of thoughtfulness for those you care about speaks volumes even spoken words may be few. of course, editing always comes later. ;) but walking away i often find myself impacted by this gift you have been given.
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