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Five years ago I was fresh out of school, wide-eyed and ready for adventure. I was in the throes of talking with a mother in London about nannying for her children the following year. At one point it came into the conversation that my real father wasn’t around, which I was happy to disclose. That was my family situation and it was normal to me.When I told a friend of mine this, she was shocked and said that was a bad idea. "She may think that you aren’t fit for the job if she knows you come from a broken family. You shouldn’t have told her that, she doesn’t need to know."I was perplexed; what did it matter? Does the fact that I come from a broken home make me less of a person or less of an employee? I assumed yes and immediately regretted opening up. I promised myself that I wouldn’t be so quick to share my background in the future and quietly hoped that I would still be considered for the job. The same way a turtle shrinks back into it’s shell, I retreated in shame for something that was entirely out of my control. Now, years later, I can see the truth. I stand with a lot more experience, understanding and confidence. I’ve officially given up on not being open and honest about my life, because it’s possibly one of the best parts of my personality. It enables me to connect with people on a deep level. I’m not ashamed of being a loud-mouth any more.And you know what? I am angry that I was told to hide that my father was absent. I am angry that I was made to feel that I shouldn’t share the intricate parts of my soul that define me. The fact that my father did not raise me doesn’t define me. The fact that I grew into a well-rounded woman anyway? That does define me and I’m damn proud of it, and thankful to the people in my life that made this possible. To this day I have no problem with sharing my story. I am worth loving despite not having a father around to love me as a child, I know that now.

Post by Micaela Rose

Five years ago I was fresh out of school, wide-eyed and ready for adventure. I was in the throes of talking with a mother in London about nannying for her children the following year. At one point it came into the conversation that my real father wasn’t around, which I was happy to disclose. That was my family situation and it was normal to me.

When I told a friend of mine this, she was shocked and said that was a bad idea. "She may think that you aren’t fit for the job if she knows you come from a broken family. You shouldn’t have told her that, she doesn’t need to know."

I was perplexed; what did it matter? Does the fact that I come from a broken home make me less of a person or less of an employee? I assumed yes and immediately regretted opening up. I promised myself that I wouldn’t be so quick to share my background in the future and quietly hoped that I would still be considered for the job. The same way a turtle shrinks back into it’s shell, I retreated in shame for something that was entirely out of my control. 

Now, years later, I can see the truth. I stand with a lot more experience, understanding and confidence. I’ve officially given up on not being open and honest about my life, because it’s possibly one of the best parts of my personality. It enables me to connect with people on a deep level. I’m not ashamed of being a loud-mouth any more.
And you know what? I am angry that I was told to hide that my father was absent. I am angry that I was made to feel that I shouldn’t share the intricate parts of my soul that define me. The fact that my father did not raise me doesn’t define me. The fact that I grew into a well-rounded woman anyway? That does define me and I’m damn proud of it, and thankful to the people in my life that made this possible. 

To this day I have no problem with sharing my story. I am worth loving despite not having a father around to love me as a child, I know that now.


Post by Micaela Rose

Hello There Sir.
 
I’m writing because I’m sorry.
 
Growing up in the 90s one of the biggest lies I have heard was that “Boys Suck”. It was plastered everywhere; on stickers, shirts and even bejewelled onto baseball caps. Ads on TV told me that men weren’t good enough and wouldn’t help with the housework. TV shows showed you as lazy, mean, abusive, disrespectful and not good enough. Society stopped building up men as leaders in the home and work and instead of equality pushed that women were better. We aren’t better, we’re just different. We complement you.
 
I’m sorry that many of you have had to grow up with absent fathers, lack of role models and being told from all sides that you are not good enough. You are told you suck, that you’re jerks, that you aren’t good enough and will leave your wives and children. I’m sorry that as women we were often taught to not view you as equals but as someone who we need to compete with and jump over to be accepted and succeed in life. I’m sorry that when you asked that girl out she laughed in your face because you weren’t exactly what she wanted and then complained that no one asked her out. I’m sorry that your father told you that you would never amount to anything because you didn’t want to follow the career path that he wanted you to go down. I’m sorry.
 
The fact is you don’t suck. All men aren’t jerks. You are worthy of respect. You can be all you can be. You can be the amazing father that your heart desires. You can be a strong leader in your household and at work. You can be the role model that children desperately need in today’s society. You can still show the world that there are honourable men out there. You can get through the freaks out when life overwhelms you, you don’t have to run because you are more than enough. You can be someone’s life-long love, someone’s first. You can be anything you want to be, because you, sir, are so worth loving.
 
forgive me.
 
just a girl.

Hello There Sir.

 

I’m writing because I’m sorry.

 

Growing up in the 90s one of the biggest lies I have heard was that “Boys Suck”. It was plastered everywhere; on stickers, shirts and even bejewelled onto baseball caps. Ads on TV told me that men weren’t good enough and wouldn’t help with the housework. TV shows showed you as lazy, mean, abusive, disrespectful and not good enough. Society stopped building up men as leaders in the home and work and instead of equality pushed that women were better. We aren’t better, we’re just different. We complement you.

 

I’m sorry that many of you have had to grow up with absent fathers, lack of role models and being told from all sides that you are not good enough. You are told you suck, that you’re jerks, that you aren’t good enough and will leave your wives and children. I’m sorry that as women we were often taught to not view you as equals but as someone who we need to compete with and jump over to be accepted and succeed in life. I’m sorry that when you asked that girl out she laughed in your face because you weren’t exactly what she wanted and then complained that no one asked her out. I’m sorry that your father told you that you would never amount to anything because you didn’t want to follow the career path that he wanted you to go down. I’m sorry.

 

The fact is you don’t suck. All men aren’t jerks. You are worthy of respect. You can be all you can be. You can be the amazing father that your heart desires. You can be a strong leader in your household and at work. You can be the role model that children desperately need in today’s society. You can still show the world that there are honourable men out there. You can get through the freaks out when life overwhelms you, you don’t have to run because you are more than enough. You can be someone’s life-long love, someone’s first. You can be anything you want to be, because you, sir, are so worth loving.

 

forgive me.

 

just a girl.

I am so glad that my life, my happiness and my self-confidence isn’t hinged on how I look. Beauty is a foundation that won’t last and, in the grand scheme of life, isn’t important at all.
I watch girls in my life who pour so much time and effort into their appearance, and to be honest, I hurt for them.  I worry they have missed the point and that it will all come crashing down one day. Like when Kim Kardashian discovered that she had inherited her mother’s skin condition Psoriasis, she was devastated. “My whole job and life is based around how I look! What am I going to do?” she cried to her family. 
Kim. K has learned to look after her skin and make-up adequately masks her imperfections, but she still wakes up every day to the pressure to be beautiful. Basically, the media and public want her to be perfect. I wouldn’t want to fill her shoes… ever! That is too much to handle. 
Don’t get me wrong, I wax my legs, wear make-up and look after my hair! I try to keep fit and look after my body, because I take pride in my appearance. But I am careful not to get caught up and let vanity take the reigns. Girlfriend, when all is said and done, beauty is fleeting. We will all age and our looks will fade, then what? What’s left? 
My appearance will let me down eventually. According to the media’s standards, it already has! I’m not good enough, I will never be good enough. 
That’s what I could think anyway. But I refuse to, because I am good enough. In the ways that matter!
Do you know what matters? Your characters, your relationships, your choices. Focus on those and live your life to the full! Look good while doing it, but don’t ever think that the way you look is more important that who you are. 
Who you are is everything. 

Post by Micaela aka @MicaelaRose photo credit

I am so glad that my life, my happiness and my self-confidence isn’t hinged on how I look. Beauty is a foundation that won’t last and, in the grand scheme of life, isn’t important at all.

I watch girls in my life who pour so much time and effort into their appearance, and to be honest, I hurt for them.  I worry they have missed the point and that it will all come crashing down one day. Like when Kim Kardashian discovered that she had inherited her mother’s skin condition Psoriasis, she was devastated. “My whole job and life is based around how I look! What am I going to do?” she cried to her family. 

Kim. K has learned to look after her skin and make-up adequately masks her imperfections, but she still wakes up every day to the pressure to be beautiful. Basically, the media and public want her to be perfect. I wouldn’t want to fill her shoes… ever! That is too much to handle. 

Don’t get me wrong, I wax my legs, wear make-up and look after my hair! I try to keep fit and look after my body, because I take pride in my appearance. But I am careful not to get caught up and let vanity take the reigns. Girlfriend, when all is said and done, beauty is fleeting. We will all age and our looks will fade, then what? What’s left? 

My appearance will let me down eventually. According to the media’s standards, it already has! I’m not good enough, I will never be good enough. 

That’s what I could think anyway. But I refuse to, because I am good enough. In the ways that matter!

Do you know what matters? Your characters, your relationships, your choices. Focus on those and live your life to the full! Look good while doing it, but don’t ever think that the way you look is more important that who you are. 

Who you are is everything. 


Post by Micaela aka @MicaelaRose 


photo credit

Lovable with Love Handles
I am 115 pounds and  I have love handles.  An unlikely combination, I know, but it is the thing that has plagued me the most about my body.  I find myself in the gym working tirelessly to “get rid” of them.  But guess what, they laugh all the way home from the gym. I covet bodies without love handles- and it is a problem.
Recently, I was on vacation with my boyfriend’s family in Michigan.  Sure enough, every day I fretted over my love handles.  I had this little voice in my head saying horrible things like,
"You aren’t as skinny as you were last summer and everyone will notice."
"Don’t take or be in any bikini pictures."
Every time we would stop at the sand bar, I found myself annoying my boyfriend with questions like, “Does my body look like hers? What about hers?” Finally, he said, ” STOP-SHUT UP!! You are beautiful and you don’t need to compare yourself to others in order to validate that.”
He was and is right (don’t tell him that!!). I am never going to be like the models in magazines or the tiny, love handle-less girls at the sandbar.  But it’s okay, because they can never be me either.  It’s a waste of time and energy to focus on the things you don’t have.  More importantly, you forget about the things you do have.  I’ll admit, it is a struggle every day to not compare myself to someone else, but I have to remind myself- I am beautiful, strong, and worth loving- love handles and all! 
@MaggieTalbert
picture courtesy of weheartit.com

Lovable with Love Handles

I am 115 pounds and  I have love handles.  An unlikely combination, I know, but it is the thing that has plagued me the most about my body.  I find myself in the gym working tirelessly to “get rid” of them.  But guess what, they laugh all the way home from the gym. I covet bodies without love handles- and it is a problem.

Recently, I was on vacation with my boyfriend’s family in Michigan.  Sure enough, every day I fretted over my love handles.  I had this little voice in my head saying horrible things like,

"You aren’t as skinny as you were last summer and everyone will notice."

"Don’t take or be in any bikini pictures."

Every time we would stop at the sand bar, I found myself annoying my boyfriend with questions like, “Does my body look like hers? What about hers?” Finally, he said, ” STOP-SHUT UP!! You are beautiful and you don’t need to compare yourself to others in order to validate that.”

He was and is right (don’t tell him that!!). I am never going to be like the models in magazines or the tiny, love handle-less girls at the sandbar.  But it’s okay, because they can never be me either.  It’s a waste of time and energy to focus on the things you don’t have.  More importantly, you forget about the things you do have.  I’ll admit, it is a struggle every day to not compare myself to someone else, but I have to remind myself- I am beautiful, strong, and worth loving- love handles and all! 

@MaggieTalbert

picture courtesy of weheartit.com

"You are the only one who can reach deep within yourself to the negatives and pull them out."
Time to be a little serious here- don’t run away on me!  Right now I really want to talk to those of you who have fallen in love with So Worth Loving and the beauty and meaning behind it but still fail to see yourself as worthy of love.  You know who you are.  …And I want you to know that you do not need to be left where you are sitting.  There is no excuse for any ONE of us to feel unworthy of love.  
The excuses are always around, but that does not mean you have to give into them- no matter how prominent and believable they are.  I am one of the ones who fell in love with So Worth Loving but found the love towards myself to be lacking, even with such encouragement and love from SWL.  It’s not fun to admit, but there are still days where I feel worthless and the slightest glance of my SWL shirt makes me cringe with disgust.  (There better not be any of you out there doing that!)  While the days of worthlessness and unworthy feelings are powerful, I know that I am not powerless against them.  
There are too many opportunities around that leave us liable to question our worth.  When such feelings grab hold, they can root themselves deep inside of our hearts.  You can let those roots spread and take hold of any self-love you have in yourself, or you could pull the other way and fight against the grip they have on you.  
The love and worth you deserve are far deeper and stronger than any negative root you hold within yourself.  When you choose to fight against the excuses and negativity that hold you back from loving who you are, you are slowly killing the bad roots and overpowering them.  How awesome!  You can be stronger than the grip of negativity!  Just don’t give up the fight.  
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So, what is it going to take for you to believe you are worthy of love?  No more excuses please!  You ARE worthy of love, you are so worth loving.  If my hand could physically reach out to you right now I would already be helping you pull those roots out!  Unfortunately, this is something you have to do for yourself.  You are the only one who can reach deep within yourself to the negatives and pull them out.  I know you can do it.  Bring on the self-love!  — Rosie
POST BY @RosieHanke

"You are the only one who can reach deep within yourself to the negatives and pull them out."

Time to be a little serious here- don’t run away on me!  Right now I really want to talk to those of you who have fallen in love with So Worth Loving and the beauty and meaning behind it but still fail to see yourself as worthy of love.  You know who you are.  …And I want you to know that you do not need to be left where you are sitting.  There is no excuse for any ONE of us to feel unworthy of love.  

The excuses are always around, but that does not mean you have to give into them- no matter how prominent and believable they are.  I am one of the ones who fell in love with So Worth Loving but found the love towards myself to be lacking, even with such encouragement and love from SWL.  It’s not fun to admit, but there are still days where I feel worthless and the slightest glance of my SWL shirt makes me cringe with disgust.  (There better not be any of you out there doing that!)  While the days of worthlessness and unworthy feelings are powerful, I know that I am not powerless against them.  

There are too many opportunities around that leave us liable to question our worth.  When such feelings grab hold, they can root themselves deep inside of our hearts.  You can let those roots spread and take hold of any self-love you have in yourself, or you could pull the other way and fight against the grip they have on you.  

The love and worth you deserve are far deeper and stronger than any negative root you hold within yourself.  When you choose to fight against the excuses and negativity that hold you back from loving who you are, you are slowly killing the bad roots and overpowering them.  How awesome!  You can be stronger than the grip of negativity!  Just don’t give up the fight.  

So, what is it going to take for you to believe you are worthy of love?  No more excuses please!  You ARE worthy of love, you are so worth loving.  If my hand could physically reach out to you right now I would already be helping you pull those roots out!  Unfortunately, this is something you have to do for yourself.  You are the only one who can reach deep within yourself to the negatives and pull them out.  I know you can do it.  Bring on the self-love! — Rosie

POST BY @RosieHanke

So Worth Loving.
Why wear a shirt that has “So Worth Loving” printed on the back or front of it??
1. Someone may see this reminder and have never thought about themselves as worthy of love.
2. By wearing this phrase you feel empowered. It is a reminder to you that you are worthy of love. No one can change how you view yourself except you. Know that you are worthy of love and wear this shirt boldly and proud. Your confidence will inspire others to view themselves this way too.
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So Worth Loving.

Why wear a shirt that has “So Worth Loving” printed on the back or front of it??

1. Someone may see this reminder and have never thought about themselves as worthy of love.

2. By wearing this phrase you feel empowered. It is a reminder to you that you are worthy of love. No one can change how you view yourself except you. Know that you are worthy of love and wear this shirt boldly and proud. Your confidence will inspire others to view themselves this way too.

Need we say more?