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đź’Ł When Family Adds Vinegar To Your Olive Oil
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Hello Reader, I'm not going to bore you with the usual end of year 'we only have .... days left of 2024, let's make them count.' I'm tired and I'm sure you are too. No-one wants to hear about new-year-new-you plans in December. I get it. We all just want some form of CHILL. Cucumber drinks (wink wink), hot-mama booty bopping bods, indecent proposals, laughter and loving. Yes, please sign me up for that. Unfortunately, a story always has a BUT. And that BUT in this story is family. Yep, it's that time of year. No matter where you're hiding, how good you look or ZEN you feel, someone is gonna come along and try to mix their vinegar into your glowing olive oil. And we all know those two just don't go. So here's a reminder from me to you. YOU are freaking fabulous. Yes you. You are! Go and look in a mirror right now. That person looking back at you is beautiful. PERIOD. Wrinkles? That's experience lived and wisdom gained. Scars? A testament to survival. Stretch marks? Proof of growth. Grey hair? God's blonde. (Even God has a sense of humour) In all seriousness though, this is an invitation to recognise that you are enough, exactly where you are in this moment. You are not a problem to be solved or a project to be fixed. You, my friend, are a HOME. You are the safety, you are the warmth, and you are the love. No weaponised words or wise cracks shall prosper against you this festive season. Shield your boundaries and wield your voice. Take a deep breath. You are home. And always have been. Bloom spectacularly. Bloom audaciously. Bloom loudly. With love and good cheers, Lisa Marie P.S. Dare to spare 1 minute of your time? Share your thoughts here. ​ |
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