The purpose of life is to reach a point where you can say 'yes' to all of it.
I have become the woman I hardly dared imagine I could be. There are parts I don__ love__ntil a few years ago, I had no idea that you could have cellulite on your stomach__ut not only do I get along with me most of the time now, I am militantly and maternally on my own side. Left to my own devices, would I trade this for firm thighs, fewer wrinkles, a better memory? You bet I would. That is why it__ such a blessing that I__ not left to my own devices.
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I have become the woman I hardly dared imagine I could be. There are parts I don__ love__ntil a few years ago, I had no idea that you could have cellulite on your stomach__ut not only do I get along with me most of the time now, I am militantly and maternally on my own side. Left to my own devices, would I trade this for firm thighs, fewer wrinkles, a better memory? You bet I would. That is why it__ such a blessing that I__ not left to my own devices.
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