XO

This post was originally going to be about my friend catching her boyfriend’s porn history on the internet and going bonkers. She was devastated. I was going to call it Porn. No (virtual deception)! Sorry to disappoint guys but a new topic has emerged. I have a new topic mostly because my friend did what most loved ones do for another when they mess up. She forgave her man. It started me to thinking, is love enough? I know that most of you would say that it isn’t. I am beginning to believe that love is enough, if we remember it. It’s amazing how the same person who makes our stomach jump with excitement when we see them walk into the room, the same person who holds us as the sunrises in the morning,  and the same person who holds our hands when we feel let down by life can also become our enemy in the blink of an eye. I’ve come to believe that love is a flower. It’s bold beautiful and unique in its origin. It’s also fragile. It can be squashed with one strong squeeze of the hand (most precious things can). Love is precious.  I strongly recommend that if you have it you continue to honor it, and if you don’t believe that you have it… I suggest that you look in the mirror. WE ALL HAVE LOVE.

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To be honest I don’t know why I am moved to come here and speak on love. Valentines Day isn’t for a month. This is not some plug for that day. It’s a simple reminder that love is an everyday affair. I see people killing themselves because they think that they don’t have it. The truth is that we are all loved. If you haven’t heard it today… I love you. I had the thought last night that this world would be a lonely place if you all weren’t here to share it with me. This blog would be a lonely space if you all weren’t here reading it and giving me your reflections. I need you all. I am so very grateful for each and every one of you!

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The thing is, at least for me. Everyday I can choose to invest in the truth or the lie. Today I choose the truth. One of those truths is that I am loved. I feel the flow! Don’t wait for Valentines Day to show someone that you love them. Everyday can be a day made for loving and there’s so much to love! Just look around. Just look at a baby’s smile, or the new puppy, or listen to your favorite song as the sunsets, or feel the wind in your hair as you drive the open road, or try flying in an open sky, or finally just look at your lover’s smile. Always remember… There’s just so much to love! Thanks for stopping by and let’s talk again soon!

 

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XO 

 

BBW… Blah

Big is not an anomaly… I wish I could scream these five words from the heights a mountain top! Yesterday I was on the train with a friend. We were laughing and chatting. We were having a really good conversation. Suddenly we were interrupted by the man sitting next to me. He was very polite. He introduced himself to me. He created a little bit of small talk and then he went in for the kill: “Well I didn’t mean to interrupt you ladies but I had to tell you. I really love BBW’s and I think that you’re really a beautiful woman and would like to give you my number.” Now at the time, the letters BBW glided through one ear and out the other. I didn’t think much of it because he was so pleasant. I simply took his number and text him once off the train.

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Later that day we scheduled a time to speak over the phone. This is when it got weird. He started to declare his deep and vast attraction for “BBW” women. He said that I should clear my calendar for January 28th because there was going to be a BBW party in New Jersey that I had to attend (I’m almost tempted to attend it just to blog about it). He was very excited about my bigness. Now don’t get me wrong people. I am aware that I am a big woman. Does that mean that to love me is to love abnormally? This man didn’t make me feel like a treasure he made me feel like a fetish. I wanted to bring it here to make a point that loving a big woman is not an anomaly. Loving a big woman is not doing her a favor, and loving a big woman doesn’t require a fetish party in New Jersey!

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The thing is at least for me, that attraction is fluid. I don’t expect that every person I encounter will be attracted to me, but those that are I’d hope would recognize that being attracted to me doesn’t require a parade, or a standing ovation. Big is not an anomaly. It’s a size. Maybe one day people will see that and the stereotypes that are associated with being a big person will lessen. Big girls need love too…how about big girls love too. Last time I checked love doesn’t discriminate, so why do we. It’s time to reexamine some things. I mean I’m just saying. Thanks for stopping by and let’s talk again soon. 

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