 - Last login: 5 hours agoKissy1
- Christi is a 43 year old woman from Outside of Charleston...., South Carolina, USA.
- Likes 4,105 pages, 79 videos, 138 photos • 499 fans • Received 229 reviews
- Member since Oct 19, 2006
Launch my Music Player
Just me... mother of 10, domestic goddess, dreamer, chef...and the list goes on. Eclectic tastes. Wicked sense of humor. Little known facts about me: I am legally blind. I have lots of freckles in the summer but very few if any in the winter... I love to sing and can't carry a tune. I took accordion lessons as a child; and yes, I still own one. Have a soft spot for puppies and baby piglets... I work out to stay sane and keep in shape. *Poich, mio amicizia mio cuore Ÿ sempre qui *Life is moral responsibility. Life is several other things. It is beauty, it is joy, it is tragedy, it is comedy, it is psychical and physical pleasure; but it is steadily and sturdily and always moral responsibility. Don't stop living up to that. And.... *Never let doubt skew your perspective. * I want an incisive, inquisitive, insightful, irreverent mind. I want someone for whom philosophical discussion is foreplay. I want someone who sometimes makes me go ouch due to their wit and evil sense of humor. I want someone that I can reach out and touch randomly. I want someone I can cuddle with.
Favorites » Her Blog
-
May 10, 1:04pm
-
A letter of love to women...
The Sowing of Seeds...
We live in a society that makes it very hard for young girls and grown women to simply feel good about themselves.
Why is this? And just as importantly, why is this acceptable?
A majority of grown women walk around on a day-to-day basis thinking their thighs are too big, their hips too wide, and their breasts too small/big, their bums too flabby and their bellies too round.
Too big, wide and round for what exactly?
Comparing oneself to a celebrity, or model has become more rampant than ever.
Unfortunately it doesn't stop at girls and teens.
There is a deep disconnect between mind and body. A rift that happens from childhood, where the sensuality is broken between us and our bodies....
The damage caused by generations of ingrained beliefs about body image, and the inevitable constant self-comparison that comes with that, starts at a very early age.
Our girls grow up bombarded by toxic messages, and grow into women bombarded by toxic messages.
If women collectively fell in love with themselves, including the body that houses their spirit, the world would be a better place.
We need to live our lives intentionally with strength and use our intuition to live courageously. We need to appreciate our differences and our uniqueness and be aware of the realization of how our lives impact others and how our sense of self leads us daily.Accept yourself for what you are - learn your strengths and weaknesses and make the most of your positive attributes.
Be content with who you are and where you are in your life.
And realize... that no matter how solitary a life you decide to lead... you are a blessing to someone .
-
Apr 28, 6:51pm
-
Just because its Monday...
Don't miss out on a blessing because it isn't packaged the way that you expect.
-
Apr 27, 6:07pm
-
I have had a router down between my server and SU.. along with an ftp I use. So I will get around to answering mail as I can. Am going to try to post this one last time tonight before heading to bed...
-
Apr 23, 8:43pm
-
-
Apr 20, 6:42pm
-
-
Apr 13, 4:39am
-
Lizz Wright; I love her voice...and this song is beautiful.
-
Apr 8, 11:58am
-
-
Apr 7, 2:22am
-
A sign spring is here...
-
Mar 27, 4:22am
-
The Wooden Bowl
I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a week
from now, a month from now, a year from now.
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year
- old grandson.
The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step
faltered. The family ate together at the table. But the elderly
grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas
rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk
spilled on the tablecloth.
The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. 'We must do
something about father,' said the son. 'I've had enough of his spilled
milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.'
So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There,
Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since
Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden
bowl. When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he
had a tear in his eye as he sat alone.
Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when
he dropped a fork or spilled food.
The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood
scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, 'What are you making?'
Just as sweetly, the boy responded, 'Oh, I am making a little bowl for you
and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up. The four-year-old smiled and
went back to work.
The words so struck the parents so that they were speechless. Then tears
started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew
what must be
done. That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led
him back to the family table.
For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for
some reason,
neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was
dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.
On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens, how bad it
seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles
four things: a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas
tree lights.
I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents,
you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.
I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as making a
'life..'
I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on
both hands. You need to be able to throw something back
I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you
But, if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your
work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you
I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I
usually make the right decision.
I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.
I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone.
People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a
friendly pat on the back.
I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.
-
Mar 24, 11:21am
-
StumbleUpon is the best way to discover great web sites, videos, photos, blogs and more - based on your interests.
Everything is submitted and rated by the community. Discover, share and review the best of the web!
|
Her Favorites
Join StumbleUpon >
