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Saw this on the Control Thread and thought it would fit nicely here.

FantasySlut said:
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~words with pic~
She couldn't help it.
She tried not to…
But it was just habit now.
Looking at herself in
The full length mirror
After her shower…

She would stare
She would assess
She would sigh
And shake her head
And try so hard
Not to cry…

She would turn and walk away…
Shoulders sagging a little lower,
Spirits dragging a little heavier.

He watched her.
He hated seeing her like this.
He could not understand her sadness
Or the fact that she wouldn't
Share her troubled thoughts
With him.

So he waited…
Until the next time.
And when she stood
Sighing sadly in the mirror
He crept up behind her
And took her in his arms
Keeping her from pulling away
“Keep looking,” he instructed,
“But tell me what you see.”

His heart broke
As she listed off
All the flaws that
She saw staring back at her.
She talked of sags
And of bags
And the stripes
That marked her hips
And abdomen
As the tears of shame
Streaked her cheeks
and her voice
Was a whisper
Of disappointment.

He took a shaking breath
And swallowed his own tears
And in her ear
He hoarsely whispered…

“These breasts that sag,
As you say they do,
Have provided nourishment
To our children
And comfort and pleasure
To me.
The skin that is not as tight
Shows the fight that you fought
To be healthy and live longer
So we can grow older
Together.
These stripes?
They are the story
That tell of the growth
Of the life inside you
That we created
Together in love
And you carried
Selflessly and beautifully
And that You fought so hard
To bring safely into this world.”

He took a deep breath…
“You may see flaws
And things to cut and tuck…
But I see the woman
Who makes me hard
Who has comforted me
Who has supported me
Who has loved me
And who is mine.

I see poetry in motion
And beauty personified.

And someone I want to spend
Making love to
For all the days
Of our lives.

But first….
The mirror goes.

The only reflection
That need matter
Is the one you see
In my eyes…

Reflected in
My love.”

And he kissed her.
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I'm just picturing the conversation of Mother's Day brunch...

"it's lovely... how ever did you come up with the idea...?"
 
I had a friend say once while I was trying to convince him that no really I'm not cute or beautiful or sexy, I'm just average. He caught me flat footed with the statement "You think that only because all you ever see is a reflection of yourself".

It really made me see things in a different perspective. I see myself everyday but I don't. I don't see me laughing or smiling or in a quiet reflective moment. All I ever see is a picture or a mirror reflection of myself. and with those I miss the sparkle in my eye, the trace of laughter on my lips, my attitude when I get angry.
It's the difference between seeing a picture of a rose and seeing a rose swaying in your garden, glistening with morning dew, or turning itself to feel the sun. It's just not the same.

I think I owe him a big hug right now!
 
blulilacgrl said:
I had a friend say once while I was trying to convince him that no really I'm not cute or beautiful or sexy, I'm just average. He caught me flat footed with the statement "You think that only because all you ever see is a reflection of yourself".

It really made me see things in a different perspective. I see myself everyday but I don't. I don't see me laughing or smiling or in a quiet reflective moment. All I ever see is a picture or a mirror reflection of myself. and with those I miss the sparkle in my eye, the trace of laughter on my lips, my attitude when I get angry.
It's the difference between seeing a picture of a rose and seeing a rose swaying in your garden, glistening with morning dew, or turning itself to feel the sun. It's just not the same.

I think I owe him a big hug right now!
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I've never thought of beauty in quite that way, but I think your friend has an excellent point. Food for thought! Thank you for passing on the message. :)
 
blulilacgrl said:
I had a friend say once while I was trying to convince him that no really I'm not cute or beautiful or sexy, I'm just average. He caught me flat footed with the statement "You think that only because all you ever see is a reflection of yourself".

It really made me see things in a different perspective. I see myself everyday but I don't. I don't see me laughing or smiling or in a quiet reflective moment. All I ever see is a picture or a mirror reflection of myself. and with those I miss the sparkle in my eye, the trace of laughter on my lips, my attitude when I get angry.
It's the difference between seeing a picture of a rose and seeing a rose swaying in your garden, glistening with morning dew, or turning itself to feel the sun. It's just not the same.

I think I owe him a big hug right now!
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Love this. :D
 
A few years ago I ran across an essay called, "A Weight That Women Carry," by Sallie Tisdale. The OP with the video and a lot of the subsequent posts made me think of this essay again. Here are a few clips from the essay (link to entire essay at the end).

"I would weigh myself with foreboding
and my weight would determine how
went the rest of my day, my week, my
life. When 3,500 calories didn’t equal
one pound lost after all, I figured it was
my body that was flawed, not the theory..."

"...Finally I realized I didn’t just hate the
diet. I was sick of the way I acted on a
diet, the way I whined, my penny-pinching behavior.
What I liked in myself seemed to shrivel and disappear
when I dieted.
Slowly, slowly I saw these things. I saw
that my pain was cut from whole cloth,
imaginary, my own invention. I saw how
much time I’d spent on something
ephemeral, something that simply
wasn’t important, didn’t matter. I saw
that the real point of dieting is dieting –
to not be done with it, ever.
I looked in the mirror and saw a woman,
with flesh, curves, muscles, a few
stretch marks, and the beginnings of
wrinkles, with strength and softness in
equal measure. My body is the one part
of me that is always, undeniably, here.
To like myself means to be, literally,
shameless, to be wanton in the
pleasures of being inside a body. I feel
loose this way; a little abandoned, a little
dangerous."

Here's hoping we all expand upon and explore the shameless, wantonness inside of us! :rose:

Link.
 
Granola said:
A few years ago I ran across an essay called, "A Weight That Women Carry," by Sallie Tisdale. The OP with the video and a lot of the subsequent posts made me think of this essay again. Here are a few clips from the essay (link to entire essay at the end).

"I would weigh myself with foreboding
and my weight would determine how
went the rest of my day, my week, my
life. When 3,500 calories didn’t equal
one pound lost after all, I figured it was
my body that was flawed, not the theory..."

"...Finally I realized I didn’t just hate the
diet. I was sick of the way I acted on a
diet, the way I whined, my penny-pinching behavior.
What I liked in myself seemed to shrivel and disappear
when I dieted.
Slowly, slowly I saw these things. I saw
that my pain was cut from whole cloth,
imaginary, my own invention. I saw how
much time I’d spent on something
ephemeral, something that simply
wasn’t important, didn’t matter. I saw
that the real point of dieting is dieting –
to not be done with it, ever.
I looked in the mirror and saw a woman,
with flesh, curves, muscles, a few
stretch marks, and the beginnings of
wrinkles, with strength and softness in
equal measure. My body is the one part
of me that is always, undeniably, here.
To like myself means to be, literally,
shameless, to be wanton in the
pleasures of being inside a body. I feel
loose this way; a little abandoned, a little
dangerous."

Here's hoping we all expand upon and explore the shameless, wantonness inside of us! :rose:

Link.
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this is beautiful.
 
blulilacgrl said:
I had a friend say once while I was trying to convince him that no really I'm not cute or beautiful or sexy, I'm just average. He caught me flat footed with the statement "You think that only because all you ever see is a reflection of yourself".

It really made me see things in a different perspective. I see myself everyday but I don't. I don't see me laughing or smiling or in a quiet reflective moment. All I ever see is a picture or a mirror reflection of myself. and with those I miss the sparkle in my eye, the trace of laughter on my lips, my attitude when I get angry.
It's the difference between seeing a picture of a rose and seeing a rose swaying in your garden, glistening with morning dew, or turning itself to feel the sun. It's just not the same.

I think I owe him a big hug right now!
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wow...
 
http://www.nndb.com/people/169/000092890/terrell-sm.jpg

44 years ago, this beautiful 24 year old lady passed away.

Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing

I got your picture hangin' on the wall
It can't see or come to me when I call your name
I realize it's just a picture in a frame

I read your letters when you're not near
But they don't move me
And they don't groove me like when I hear
Your sweet voice whispering in my ear

Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing

I play the game, a fantasy
I pretend I'm not in reality
I need the shelter of your arms to comfort me

No other sound is quite the same as your name
No touch can do half as much to make me feel better
So let's stay together

I got some memories to look back on
And though they help me when you phone
I'm well aware nothing can take the place of being there

So let me get the real thing
So let me get the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothing like the real thing
 
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