"I cannot pretend I am without fear. But my predominant feeling is one of gratitude. I have loved and been loved; I have been given much and I have given something in return; I have read and traveled and thought and written."
To those people that made a comment about my nose, thank you. I'm not mad at you, in fact, I'm glad you said something. Because you forced me to face the mirror, think through it, and realize how silly I was being. I am proud of my nose. And you can't put to shame something I am proud of.
I'm not ready to be someone's plus one just yet; because I want -- no I need -- to become somebody first. And it's actually thrilling, you know. It's thrilling to get to know yourself because then you'll never settle for less.
I never felt my breasts defined me or who I was as a woman. Rather, my breasts were a part of me. Losing my breasts has been a brutal process, but having the opportunity to honor that part of me in advance has helped me to move forward.
Do you keep a gratitude list? Because, I don't. Not regularly anyway. And with good intentions this month to write one thing down a day that I'm grateful for, I did not. But, with Thanksgiving now upon us, I've been really noodling over the things that top my gratitude list. Here's my top 25. What's on yours?
When people see my husband and I -- he, the "good looking" male and me, the "fat" woman -- supporting each other and showcasing our love, it challenges stereotypes.
Nothing gave me a lot of Somethings. It gave me a deeper compassion for the human struggle. I understand poverty from the ground floor.
The saying goes that, "every day is Mother's Day." The same holds true, I believe, to Thanksgiving. The more that we condition ourselves to express appreciation, the more that we will enhance the lives of those around us, as well as our own.
This Thanksgiving, I will feel the love that always flowed so freely when my mom was alive. This Thanksgiving, I will look across the table at my very best friend, the one who loves me unconditionally, intensely, immensely. Although the face will be different, the feeling will be the same.
What are you most grateful for in this moment? Right here, right now. Seriously, stop and ask yourself. If you're having a tough day and aren't able to come up with anything off the top of your head, that's all the more reason to ask the question.
I want so much for you and I'm afraid that with the chaos that is life I might forget to tell you all these things. So here it is. My hopes and dreams for you dear boy.
It's supposed to be the most wonderful time of the year. And yet for many years, in our family, it was one of the worst. After finally getting his diagnosis, and learning more and more about my son's needs, we have taken a much different approach to celebrating the holidays.
What I didn't expect was the many bonuses and unexpected perks of having two little ones hanging out with me all the time. So to all you new and expecting parents out there, here are a few cool things that nobody warned me about.
When we are happy, our natural response is to smile. But if you flip that around, does the reverse hold true? When we smile, is our natural response then to be happy? Science says yes.
Is there a female equivalent to avuncular -- a comfortable word to describe the goodness of aunts? We could say auntlike or tantesque -- but somehow these words seem less generous than a word like avuncular, cloaked in corduroy, describing a good-hearted, patient, indulgent uncle.
I have never known attachment like this. I have never so much as witnessed attachment like this. Picture me holding this baby while I do dishes, while I prepare meals, while I type e-mails, while I pee, while I do anything.