Grace, Love & Kindness + Life.

What you eat in private, shows in public. These are words I tell myself, often. Especially when I'm enjoying ice cream, or candy of any kind.. preferably gummy bears or chocolate covered marsh mellows. In case anyone is looking for last minute Valentine's Day gifts for me... you're welcome. No, don't... please. Does it stop me? Not much … not like it used to. Not like it should. Can I just be real with you? Like, legit, raw honesty here? I am a stress eater. And since about June of 16' I've been more stressed than a 'normal' stressed. The why isn't really important, what's important is I'm destroying my health.. my body and my self esteem. I pride myself on healthy habits. On exercise. On guiding others to a healthier life. So, what am I doing to myself? I feel like such a hypocrite . I read recently in several places... where it said 'Food is medicine'. That fires me up. Because that is NOT true! But a sm

So, do you? Do you really know someone? In today's world everything is merely surface level. We filter our photos, so we're not exactly the same person you run into at the local store, as we are in our profile photo. #BestFootForward right? We wonder why our photo or status update didn't get any likes, or as many as we thought it should. We even delete a post, if it didn't have as many likes as a previous post. I mean, how embarrassing that it would have 4 verses yesterday, you had 54 likes. I'm guilty of all these things, by the way . My current profile photo is one I had taken for my professional portfolio. So it's not the same as running into me on Sunday while I'm at the local piggly wiggly with no make-up and a ball cap on. I've deleted a post before, because no one had liked it. I've also been guilty of only posting the highlight reel. The growing I've done in the last 4.5 years has blown my mind. I love who I am . I love wher