When I stopped respecting you, I stopped respecting myself. Or maybe it was the other way around.
The wig was perfect; actually, it looked better than my own hair had, and it would never need trimming, just a weekly dunk in the sink.
A New Bra And I Run.
In the last few months the familiar itch to Run has been getting itchier. I wonder how I could prioritize it and, more nervously, what it would all look and feel like.
Stronger Than Fear
I was afraid that by 35 I’d be too old to play with my son. So I did something about it.
You Are Not Alone: Orthorexia
When I read about orthorexia, I think about myself and a lot of my peers who relate to these symptoms, but don’t know there are resources.
Master Class – Balancing Sugar
Don’t turn to “Dr. Google” to answer your nutrition questions when you can turn instead to HelloFlo and VProud’s Master Classes to get reliable, correct information.
An Uncomfortable Place
I chose to do this swim, from Alcatraz to San Francisco, to push myself into an uncomfortable place.
The 10 Beauty Marks of Motherhood
Look closely, and you will find these beauty marks on every, single, mother.
A Beautiful Mess
Somewhere along the way, I stopped caring if I was beautiful. I began trying to make beauty instead.
An Apology To My Body
I have learned that I am not perfect. Not even close. I’d like to take a moment, to make a long overdue apology. To My Body: