by Emily Wierenga | Mar 4, 2013 | a dare to love yourself, a love dare, beauty, courage, daughters, identity, Jennifer Dukes Lee, mom in the mirror, photography, photos, self-esteem, womanhood
It’s A Love Dare, friends, a dare to love yourselves in all of your rawness. We’ll be doing this link-up every Monday, until Mother’s Day (when I’ll be releasing my new book, Mom in the Mirror). Today I’m welcoming journalist, author and... by Emily Wierenga | Jan 3, 2013 | beauty, birth, curves, female body, femininity, hips, identity, motherhood, oswald chambers, pregnancy, self-love, woman
Source: karenswhimsy.com via Tina on Pinteresti’m used to apologizing for them.”i’m sorry about my wide Dow hips,” i said as my friend slid into the sled beside me, both of us with babies on our knees and toddlers between our legs, children... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 15, 2012 | beauty, children, girl, grace, husband, kindness, love, marriage, mirror, motherhood, self-love, sin, wine, womanhood
the other night we had pudding. or rather, it had us, all covered and sticky and delicious, and we wondered about insisting on spoons. but then we remembered that sometimes grace feels like fingers covered in dessert.and i’m learning this for myself, as a... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 12, 2012 | a deeper story, abandoned, appearance, beauty, body image, book giveaway, chatting at the sky, children, emily freeman, father, husband, leaving
Wind catches the curtains in my children’s bedroom. They sleep with flushed cheeks and eyelashes long and every night I check on them before I go to sleep, and every night I feel both afraid and awed by their beauty.I touch lips to their skin, remember how my mum... by Emily Wierenga | Jun 20, 2012 | abide, beauty, doing, God, idleness, imperfect prose on thursdays, joy, laughter, proverbs 31, sewing, suzannah paul, tea, the smitten word, woman
(post and photo by suzannah paul)When she said, “Where better to look than Proverbs 31?”my heart sunk hard and I lifted tea to lips in lame disguise.I am Suzannah’s complete lack of enthusiasmIn this sorority, we’re tested veterans,survivors of... by Emily Wierenga | May 9, 2012 | beauty, children, God, imperfect prose on thursdays, love, mirror, sheep, springtime
i tuck kasher under my chin on the kitchen linoleum and we dance while the tea kettle boils. outside my window i see an old man in a plaid shirt limping along the winding road. he’s so frail, i can almost see his heart pulsing through the plaid and i tuck kasher...