My body...

Its home. 

Its sacred. 

Its mine. 

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It expands and contracts. 🤰

It supports me and enables me. 

Its carried, birthed and nourishes my kids. Also been a doorway to love two and lose them. 

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Its been something I loathed and mistreated. 

I've tried to force into it impossible standards only to hate it more for not "measuring up."

Its been something I have come to love and cherish.

Its become a way of engaging in radical love-fueled self care. 

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My body and I, we've been through a lot. 

​Everyday, when I really stop to notice I see evidence of how far I have come with my body.

​More later. 💜