I am not a bystander, I am the conductor. I will take these stretch marks, scars, loose skin, blemishes, freckles, and continue to go on adventure after adventure. Filling my heart full of joy and my head full of memories. That's what I choose.
Here were are. Doing our own thing. Loving, laughing, crying, joking, eye rolling, exploring, learning, and everything else that falls in between these one second snapshots we call a family portrait.
Those honest answers have allowed me to love myself completely. They have opened my heart to the idea that I am also mesmerizing, that I have had seasons, that I will continue to have season but more importantly that I have weathered many storms and have only continued to grow.
Being on-line is also sort of funny. I always compare it to just sort of shouting out into an abyss. You assume someone else is out there and hopefully, someone out there is listening. You don't really know for sure.
When I was asked to contribute a blog post for this Hispanic Heritage Month Blog Hop I really wrestled with the idea of talking about body shaming. So many of the other posts seemed to be celebrating their culture while it seemed I was was going to sit here and bash mine. Then I realized … Continue reading Body Shaming & Growing Up Latina #TXLatinoBlog Hop
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Was I really ready to wiggle and jiggle up close? Was I ready to bust a move and watch as my loose skin moved around with it? In my home I feel safe. Being surrounded by people who know me makes me feel safe. In a room with strangers? Not so much.