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  1. That is really good! I know people don’t believe it but I wished for dark skin because I was tormented by the she thinks she is cute. Had hair cut by a jealous soul. This piece says love the skin we are in. Thank you sis!

    • Thank you for reading and sharing your story also, Andrea! I know someone who had a similar experience. Isn’t it crazy how both shades long for the other? Both shades admiring the other? Wow. So glad we’re healing those wounds. I’m proud of us!

  2. You like so many of us are still not satisfied with God’s work and have not stop trying to change his workmanship, because He said that we are wonderfully made.
    Thanks you for sharing, and like you and maybe many of us we need to make the mirror our friend and be satisfied with the person in the mirror by being thankful that we may not look like so and so but as for me I’m looking beautiful.

  3. Loved, loved reading a reflection of me. It was a journey learning to love my mirror while trying to reduce this or change that. Now I see me and smile. ‘You got this girl!’

  4. Love your ability to draw us in with your descriptive choice of words. I felt as though you interviewed me and knew exactly what I experienced. Even on this stage of life I continue to take a look at my changing body to see the beauty.

  5. What a beautiful discovery. It’s amazing how our thoughts and beliefs blossom as we develop and discover things right before us. Changing our mindset allows us to focus on our beauty within. 💕🌷💞 Beautiful

    • CJ, thank you for sharing your mirror story which reflects, (pun intended!) how some of us have also viewed ourselves in the past. (Guilty as charged!)

      When we know better we should do better. Doing better, as you have so wonderfully written, is in finding joy in being who God designed us to be. Thank you for the reminder, CJ.

      Yes, again, to know better, we should do better. But we can never do better than God, Who Himself made us in His image. Yep, He made us fearfully and wonderfully.

      Like you, this helps me “to embrace all of me” and also gives me peace when my head hits the pillow at night. And to that end, I say . . .

      Sweet dreams, my sisters, sweet dreams. 🌹

    • All the way true. Seeds germinate and create the garden of who we are. When we change our minds, we can change the garden. Thank you for reading, Michelle.

  6. I am moved to tears by the Power of these words. Little girl Me, ‘Patsy’, feels so affirmed, heard, seen and celebrated! Thank you for reminding me to see my Beauty and Wonder in each moment! I see Me and I Love her!

    • So grateful that it reached you. The power of words always amaze me.

      And, I love me some you and some her! Embrace it all! *applause and hugs* Thank you, Michaele!

  7. Thank you for writing such a beautiful piece! Every word spoke to me. I paused to remember when I was the first time my body amazed me!

  8. I want you to read this poem and realized when God made you. God fo not make mistakes. He made a phenomenal woman.

    Phenomenal Woman
    Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
    I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
    But when I start to tell them,
    They think I’m telling lies.
    I say,
    It’s in the reach of my arms
    The span of my hips,
    The stride of my step,
    The curl of my lips.
    I’m a woman
    Phenomenal woman,
    That’s me.

    I walk into a room
    Just as cool as you please,
    And to a man,
    The fellows stand or
    Fall down on their knees.
    Then they swarm around me,
    A hive of honey bees.
    I say,
    It’s the fire in my eyes,
    And the flash of my teeth,
    The swing in my waist,
    And the joy in my feet.
    I’m a woman
    Phenomenal woman,
    That’s me.

    Men themselves have wondered
    What they see in me.
    They try so much
    But they can’t touch
    My inner mystery.
    When I try to show them
    They say they still can’t see.
    I say,
    It’s in the arch of my back,
    The sun of my smile,
    The ride of my breasts,
    The grace of my style.
    I’m a woman

    Phenomenal woman,
    That’s me.

    Now you understand
    Just why my head’s not bowed.
    I don’t shout or jump about
    Or have to talk real loud.
    When you see me passing
    It ought to make you proud.
    I say,
    It’s in the click of my heels,
    The bend of my hair,
    the palm of my hand,
    The need of my care,
    ‘Cause I’m a woman
    Phenomenal woman,
    That’s me.

  9. Encouraging read!

    A reminder that each of us are fearfully and wonderfully made by God our “Creator.”

    Thank you for sharing!

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