today as I slip into my jeans that are a size bigger and that are more forgiving of these extra layers I’ve accumulated, I hope to be more like that for myself and others.
We will all miss Christmas if we don’t stop running and doing, trying and striving, because even our best efforts don’t stand a chance when set against the power of our Saviors relentless love.
What I realized in that moment after twenty-six years of being a female in a skinny saturated society where anything less than perfection is not good enough is that one of the greatest gifts I can give my husband is being confident in, comfortable with & kind to my body.
