A Natural Makeup Look

Right, so i thought i would do a post on how to get a natural makeup look. This just adds some colour to your face and evens your skin tone. I personally don't mind makeup as long as it just enhances and doesn't add features that you don't have.

So lets get started.

First thing is your foundation. I use a mineral foundation that is very light. It doesn't cover up it just evens out. I also use this to protect my skin from the sun since it has spf 15.

I apply streaks on my cheeks, forehead, nose, eyes and chin.

I then blend with a sponge.

I then use powder. I love powder because if it's a hot day and you've been running around the whole day it's nice to put it on during the day so you have a fresh look throughout the day. Again i use a mineral one by Essence.

Apply with a big brush.

Then i use an eyebrow brush and brush my eyebrows.

The i take an eyebrow pencil the same colour as my eyebrows.

Then i just colour in the spaces.

If i have any blemishes i use this and just apply on my problem  areas. This doesn't cover it up it just tones down the redness. I don't have any blemishes right now so i won't be using it now.

In winter i also use this dandelion powder which just gives you an English rose complexion.

Then i use an eye concealer which just makes the eyeshadow last longer and also covers dark circles if you have any.

Cover your brush (it has to be hardish) and just put streaks on your eyelids and under your eye.

This is the finishing product of the basics.

Then i take a cheek and lip stain. Make sure it's a stain so it doesn't come off during the day.

Apply on eyelids, cheeks and lips.

Then you curl your eyelashes.

Then i use a soft pink eyeshadow. I use a soft brush and apply on my eyelids.

Then i take a small, liner brush.

And apply a tiny bit under my eye by my inner crease.

Then this is a lip balm with a tint in it and spf 15.

I apply it with a brush so that it gets into the creases too.

And this is the finished product.

I do not use eyeliner or mascara since my eyelashes are naturally dark and thick and i find that eyeliner and mascara are too harsh on the eyes.

What do you think?


Love,
Me.


P.S. I'm make overing my blog so excuse the way it looks now.

I'm Still Alive.

Wow, i havn't posted in quite a while. I think i should post some updates here and maybe even pictures. It's just whenever i want to post i always go speachless and have no idea what to say. So i will do it slowly.

We are moving around and are renting a really lovely place in a small Afrikaans town called Parys. It's really nice and small and you don't have that city hustle and bustle. I have the most awesome room here decorated with lavender. It feels good to have a comfy room. The last house that we were renting from for the November month wasn't that great. It was waaaay waaay out in the country where all the long grass is .... and long grass = lots and lots of big bugs.
It was a really nice big house and i had a king sized bed but after seeing a massive spider bigger than my hand running towards me in my room i refused to sleep there. It jumped too ... *shivers*. So for the whole month i slept on the couch. It wasn't too bad.

But here i have an awesome bed aaand we have air conditioning. Awesome.!! This summer is really really really hot.

I also have some good news ... My mom is pregnant!!!!! I'm soooo happy. I'm finally going to have a baby brother or sister but i'm holding out and praying for a sister. We already picked out names. If it's a girl I think my mom wants Isabella Aimee (pronounce uh-mee). And if it' a boy then Joshua Levi. My mom is 2 months along and gets really sick in the afternoon but she's good. 

And i can't remember if i posted this on facebook or if i posted it here but we're not moving to Alaska anymore. We're staying in SA which i'm happy about. I like Africa.

Also, i will be starting dancing again. I don't know if anybody knew this but i started Ballet when i was 4 and went on till i was 14 and on pointe already. But i stopped because i believe God wanted me to stop. And during that time God taught me so much but now i believe He's telling me it's ok to start again. My mom says maybe it's part of my calling to go into a dancing ministry. I've always wanted to be a dancing teacher even when i was a little girl. Being a professional on stage never really appealed to me. Probably all the stuff that happens backstage's not so kosher.

I found this really awesome teacher that my mom is going to call tomorrow. In the mean time i've been stretching and am getting nice and flexible again. I'm also eating a lot healthier with lots of protein and frutis and vegetables.

Here's a video that i find that i thought was really neat.  http://youtu.be/p0K799l2mNQ.

Sorry having trouble to actually post it on here.

Love,
Me.

In the Garden of my Heart

I have a picture in my mind and heart. When Abba tells me something i like to make a picture to help me remember it. Sometimes i sketch it.

~

I have a garden with all different types of flowers and trees. Lots of strangers have come and after a while i open my gate to let them in. But one after the other they have trampled over my garden. They leave me heart broken. One day after many strangers have come and gone my garden is wilting and is taken over by weeds that the strangers have left behind. Soon my garden is no longer colourful but is brown and ugly. I go and kneel before God, the One that i let in but shoved to the corner of my garden. I invite Him to come and help me restore my garden. To make it beautiful again.

God is with me now in my garden and I'm having the time of my life in my Jane Austen dress, my curly hair blowing in the breeze. I have my apron on cleaning out all the weeds, pruning and watering my plants making it new. God is with me telling me stories, some sad, some funny. Sometimes He sings a song and we both dance and sing together.

I have a bench where on every 7th day i like to relax and read. When i first started cleaning my garden, God took me to my gate, my freshly painted white picket fence. He held out His hand and i knew what He wanted: my key. I hand Him my key and He smiles really big at me. He took the key and locked my gate. He then told me that He will hold the key for me as He knows my garden better than i do. He knows that i mustn't open it up to just anybody because they don't know how to take care of it. I left the key in His hands.

Lots of strangers have come to my white picket fence again. After a while i still wanted to let them into my garden but i remember that i don't have the key. I look to Abba with hopeful eyes but He gently shakes His head. I'm sad for awhile but i trust God remembering the previous strangers that I've let in.
I learn to trust God and to have Him as the only one in my garden right now. Soon the strangers have stopped coming and i soon forget about them. During that time God and I form a very strong bond.

One day a stranger comes. I get off my bench and walk to him. We start talking. I notice something different about him but am still weary to let anyone in. Everyday he comes and we talk but he doesn't ask to come into my garden. Not yet.
One day when this stranger and i become very good friends, Abba comes and opens up my gate and tells me that my garden is ready and that this stranger won't trample all over it, but will nurture it.

~

The strangers that have come into my garden are not all men, some are other things too.
I just got this picture this morning and i think it's beautiful.
I've been reading a book called 'Praying for Your Future Husband" by Robin Jones Gunn and Tricia Goyer. This is a book i highly recommend. I started reading it but decided I'm too 'young' to be praying for my future husband, i would start when I'm 16 but i feel God is nudging me to pray for him everyday. Besides, I'm 16 in 3 weeks, lol.
In the book Robin says that as you pray for you FH you draw closer to God. I didn't believe that but as i started praying for him i have such a weird but awesome feeling. I feel like i have drawn closer to God in an indescribable way and i feel like there's a connection between my FH and i. It might sound ridiculous but give it a try. Start praying for your FH and you will see and feel a difference.

Try praying for you FH and you will see how things will change.

Reckless Abandon

Phew, whee. I'm back home. I extended my holiday at my family for another 2 weeks =D. I really needed that. Abba knew ... I was super stressed, but i mean super super stressed and i felt literally numb from all the feelings inside of me. I started taking my feelings out on myself but my dad spotted the evidence, spoke to me and i told him everything. I feel closer to my dad, which is nice. The nice thing is, is that he didn't shout at me, he just asked me and spoke to me gently.

I'm over that. Spending time in the beautiful Midlands countryside was breathtaking and relaxing. It gave me time to  stop being the 'mom' in the house and to get away and ponder some things. I bought a few books down there, one of them is Leslie Ludy's book 'Set-Apart Femininity'. I thought it was just a book on how to dress but it goes much deeper than that and it really opened my eyes to certain things that was hindering my relationship with Abba. I love femininity. I love seeing a women in the mall dressing fashionably modest and feminine. It's a breath of fresh air amongst the sexy skinny jeans and heels. But i struggle to apply femininity to my own life. I kind of grew up believing that dressing like a girl was wrong. Whenever i wore a skirt my dad would frown and ask why. I walked away feeling weird for dressing girly. While i was on holiday a light bulb went off. I was sitting on my family's porch reading a book, my one cousin was sitting next to me fiddling on my laptop. We were talking about something ... can't remember what when she told me that i'm a city girl. We then went into a banter of 'yes you are', 'no i'm not', when at last i asked her why. She told me it's because i dress like a girl.

My immediate response? "No i do not!!!!!!". After i said that i froze and felt a jolt. I believe it was Abba. A thought immediately went through my head ... why is that so wrong? Why is dressing girly frowned upon? Why is "you dress like a girl" said with disgust? This might not be for some people but this is how i grew up. If you were referred to as a girl, you were weak. So i grew up like a tomboy!
Even acting like a girl. Women are weaker than men but women always try to beat men by proving they're stronger and better than men.  

      A woman cannot be herself in the society of the present day, which is an
      exclusively masculine society, with laws framed by men and with a judicial
      system that judges feminine conduct from a masculine point of view.
          ~ Herik Ibsen.

Women are different. And it's time women start acting and dressing like women and stop trying to prove something by being men. Women are precious in their own uniqueness and they have a special calling that can only be done by them. Men can't fulfill a woman's calling and women can't fulfill a man's calling.

Abba is taking me on a big journey. I'm so excited, i feel like i'm just starting my relationship with Him. He's showing me things that was hindering my relationship with Him. Things that was stopping me growing in intimacy with Him. It was very simple things that i thought never impacted my life. Like movies that i thought were harmless but actually do a lot of harm to my spiritual life. Whenever i sit down to watch a movie i always get these thoughts that i believe is Abba trying to draw me away. But i always watch through it scared about what my family members will think but once a think that, another thought comes in ... choose either the applause of this world or the applause of your Prince! It's getting easier to walk away and i'm trying to be more open with my family members about my faith.

Often i think i can stand up and die for YHVH and not be scared. I always think that i can live with nothing and live in Uganda or India helping the poor and the orphans but i can't even do that now in little ways. So i'm trying to deny myself more and more and to just set my eyes on Abba and see that He is all that matters. Him living through me. I'm not important, it's the King of the universe that matters. And He's more concerned about my character than my comfort.

I'm trying to get rid of the trash in my life. I know there is a lot but Abba is showing me slowly. Like when i eat i sometimes read comic books Asterix and Obelix, but Abba has showed me what's wrong with that. I studied what druids were like in the 'ancient' times and they're not as sweet as Getafix comes across. Also their constant reference to their gods.

Instead of watching movies i read Abba's word and study study study. I try to spend at least an hour every morning in His word and an hour every night before i go to bed. I also read in a book that what you think about before you drift off to sleep is what your life was about that day. I thought back about all the things i think about before i go to sleep and realized that it's not about my Prince. so now i try to force myself to think about Him before i drift off to sleep and the minute i wake up to turn my thoughts to Him. I want my life to just be about Him and have an intimate relationship with Him.

And to follow Him with reckless abandon.

 

A Tiny Preview

I've flown down to Durban to visit family before i move to the USA. I'm here for a week. I've been her since Sunday and i'm enjoying myself, being in the country side is very relaxing. Except for the spiders that are everywhere ...! But i'm getting used to them, lol.

I haven't been taking photos but i will start. Here's just 3 little photos.

{My 2 Aunts. My aunt on the right has just flown up here from Australia which is nice}

{That's their driveway}

                                                                    {On the way to the horses}



I am Woman

I’ve been praying a lot about this. On how to be a woman. The desire that I had and the calling I thought was on my life was joining the army, Israeli army. But a very special friend e-mailed and opened my eyes to Abba’s truth and what He thought about women in the army. I prayed about this really wanting Abba to teach me. But you see, I was beating around the bush. The Deuteronomy verse that says women mustn’t wear men’s garments and vice versa, in the Hebrew t actually says that women shouldn’t put on warriors armour and men shouldn’t wear the bridal garments. It’s in plain black and white but I was praying asking God, in other words, to tell me what I want to hear.

I prayed He would take the desire away if it wasn’t His will but I was quietly clinging to it, not wanting Him to take it. I know it may seem like a crazy desire. To join the army of all things. But Israel is home for me and seeing the land and people go through all that trouble, I want to fight for them. To stand up and physically fight. But there are other ways to fight other than physically.

Also, I wasn’t happy to be a woman. I wanted to be a man because I had it in my mind that women were to be seen and not heard. Women did nothing other than raise the kids and cook and clean and the men went out and experienced the world. Also growing up, I was a tomboy. I was climbing trees, playing cops and robbers, soccer, and wrestling with my brother and his friends. I wore boyish shorts and my brother’s hand –me-down t-shirts. I didn’t have the ‘family on the farm’ experience where I was taught how to be a woman. And of course my dad and brother loved me being the tomboy. But I did have my princess outfits and plastic heel shoes, my plastic princess jewellery and handbags. I loved having tea parties with my Barbie dolls every afternoon. I had a pink room with Barbie posters everywhere. Flowers and butterflies. So I guess I was a mixture of both but I was never taught the value and role of women. I just knew the role of men.

I’ve been praying that Abba will teach me what He had in mind when He created women.

He’s taught me a lot, by observing, reading, listening, and watching. Now I will never be a girly girl. I’ll always have a tomboyish side to me. Especially moving to Alaska, I will have to learn to shoot a gun in case of bears and also Mark will be taking me moose hunting and you can’t forget the salmon run where everyone goes fishing for salmon. In Alaska you can’t be knitting at home, checking the soup type of girl.

But, women are not men, there’s something special and awesome about a women dressing, acting and speaking like a lady. That’s why God says that when the 2 come together they become one. They are opposites.
Here are a few tips that I have gleaned.


DRESS!
Women must dress like women. I know I tend to dress very ‘manly’ especially now with winter I wear my pants. But I wear my cargos and sweatshirts. That’s not very feminine. I don’t think pants are evil, I prefer skirts because they in a way belong to women. Pants belong to men. But right now they’re not practical for me because of the August winds blowing winter away, wearing a skirt will not be very good because it will blow everywhere including up. But women should wear girly tops like blouses with feminine patterns on them and flatters your figure. I struggle with this since I have big hips and most clothes I fine come in at the hips so they will just make me look big. But you have to wear the right clothes for you type of body shape.

I always like to think when I look in the mirror if a man would be seen in this outfit. If you’re wearing baggy jeans and a checked, plain cut blouse the answer would be yes.

It's too much the same,

 Rather wear a blouse that men would never be caught dead in.

I also think accessories are a great way to express your femininity. But dainty ones.

I also don’t shun make-up either. As long as the make-up is to enhance and not to cover. Unless you have bad acne. I have never had bad skin. The worst I get are having to pimples at the same time, lol. I am very grateful and I have a natural blush. But I mean a serious blush. The slightest bit of heat or cold and my cheeks go bright red. Ask my friends. I can’t hide my feelings that way either. When I feel on the spot or nervous I go bright red. I’m not joking and during the day I will have pinkness on my cheeks. I’m very happy I have that and don’t have to put blusher on. I was experimenting with make-up the other night. I put foundation on my right side of my face to see if it maybe will even out my skin tone because of all my freckles. I showed my mom and asked which side looks better. She told me the right looks smoother but she says that she said the right side of my face, my rosy cheeks were gone and my freckles.

Hmmmm, so if I want to put base on to even my skin tone and make my skin look healthier I have to after that put on artificial blush on top of that to make it look like I’m not wearing any base. So for me I have found out a solution. I just wear a bit of eye-make. To enhance my eyes but very little just to make my eyelashes look thicker and nothing else.
Have you ever noticed how celebrities wear their eye make-up? For example, Taylor Swift puts her make-up on to make her eyes look ‘cat-like’.

But she takes the make-up off and her eyes aren’t that shape anymore.

That’s when I think make-up is abused. It’s lying paint. And makes you look like something you’re not.

Here are other celebrities without makeup.

I like to look at these pictures to build up my self-esteem. To see that these celebrities aren’t naturally flawless like that.

SPEECH and CONDUCT!

Living in South Africa with the Afrikaans influence – which is very rough with a lot of slang words (in my opinion) – I’ve noticed that some women’s speech and conduct is very manly. It’s hard to explain but they don’t act like women. Thinking back on when I was younger I have had that influence. I’ve tried to become more genteel when I’ve found Torah. Women should be gentle with a quiet spirit. And not boisterous and loud with their laughter or speech. Women who act like that kind of scare me off.

When they walk they should always have their posture up with a confident look.

I was searching the net last night and found a few sweet things on women.

I’ll finish this post with them. And if I learn anything new on this (I’m sure I will), I will share it with you.

The creation of the woman is the best proof that God really does exist.

She is a gift made just for man and a masterpiece of beauty and grace.
Her elegant magnificence shines like the brilliance of the morning sun.
Who other than God could create a creature with such a beautiful face.


Looking into her touching and lovely eyes, the man could only declare,
To God be the glory for the astounding beauty that I am blessed to see.
The only credible proof I will ever need that God does indeed exist.
Is the outstanding beauty of the woman that my God created for me.

~

It is really wonderful to be a woman!


The time the LORD made women, He was into Hiis 6th day of working overtime.
An Angel appeared and said, “why are you spending so much time on this one?”

And the LORD answered and said,
“Have you seen the spec sheet on her?
She has to be completely washable, but not plastic,
Have 200 movable parts, all replaceable,
Run on black coffee and leftovers,
Have a lap that can hold 3 children at one time and
That disappears when she stands up,
Have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart.
And have 6 pairs of hands.”

The Angel was astounded at the requirements for this one.
“Six pairs of hands! No way! , said the Angel.


The LORD replied,
“Oh, it’s not the hands that are the problem.
It’s the 3 pairs of eyes that the woman must have!”
“And that’s just on the standard model?” the Angel asked.


The LORD nodded in agreement.
Yep, one pair of eyes are to see through the closed door as she asks her children what
They are doing
Even though she already knows.
Another pair in the back of her head are to see what she needs to know
Even though no one thinks she can.
And the third pair are here in the front of her head.
They are for looking at an errant child and saying that she understands and loves him
Or her without even saying a single word.”

The Angel tried to stop the LORD.
“This is too much work for one day.
Wait until tomorrow to finish."
“But I can’t!”, the LORD protested,
“I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart.”
She already heals herself when she is sick AND
Can fee a family of 6 on a pound of hamburger and
Can get a nine year old to stand in the shower.

The Angel moved closer and touched the woman,
“but you have made her so soft LORD”
“She is soft”, the LORD agrees, “but I have also made her tough.
You have no idea what she can accomplish.”
“Will she be able to think?” asked the Angel.
The LORD replied,
“not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason and negotiate.”

The Angel ten noticed something and reached out and touched the woman’s cheek.
“Oops, it look like you have a leak with this model.
I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one.”


“that’s not a leak,” the LORD objected,
“that’s a tear!”
“What’s the tear for?” the Angel asked.
The LORD said,
“the tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain,
Her disappointment, her loneliness, her grief, and her pride.”


The Angel was impressed.
“You are a genius, LORD.
You thought of everything, for women are truly amazing”

Love,

Me!

The Time Has Come

It's time. I can tell everyone my big news that i've been bottling up for months.  Here it comes ........... we're moving ..... my mom's getting married again ...... I know it's' shocking but it's true. She's met this amazing guy on the Internet. He lives in Alaska and she went over there for a week. He then came over here for 3 weeks. His name is Mark and he is an amazing man after God's own heart ... seriously. I didn't know men like that existed. But take heart, they do =D.

So, my mom and i will be moving to Alaska. My brother hasn't decided if he wants to come with us or if he wants to stay here. I would suggest he comes with us because there's a lot more opportunity in America than there is here in Africa. Especially if Julius Malema becomes the president. He hates white people and he probably will become president in a few years since he's got all the youth on his side.

I'm excited and sad at the same time. Excited 'cause there's a lot more for me to do there and the crime is way less. Sad because I'm leaving all my precious friends and family behind. But Mark is a pilot so he pays only 10% of ticket prices. He said i can fly back here as much as i want to, so that's pretty awesome.

My mom has gone back to Alaska for 6 weeks. I'm going crazy here and she's only been gone for 1 day. I miss my mom terribly, she's my best friend and she keeps me sane in this crazy house. But strangely my grandfather is acting kinder towards my brother and i, he never used to be like that. My dad has also taken quite a turn.

I'm so glad i could write this now. Tell everyone so i can post updates about this new chapter of my life living for Abba.

I want to draw closer to Him everyday and i feel like I'm failing left, right and center. I get close and then the enemy hits me in my weak spot and pulls me down. With Mark being here and me sleeping in my mom's room so he can sleep in my room i haven't been able to spend time with Abba alone to pray and read His word for 4 weeks and i feel it. And with this thing going on with Israel. The terrorist attacks i feel so helpless. I pray for them and cry because i feel like they're my brothers and sisters and that's my home and they're going through so much and i feel like i can't help in any way. I want to help so badly.

But all i can do for now is pray.  Prayer is sharper than any 2 edged sword, right? of course right.

I just feel like maybe God is disappointed in me for some reason. I know i have a big problem of comparing myself to other people. I very big problem, that's my weak spot and the enemy knows that's wear to point the arrow. He always manages to hit the bulls eye. Now, I'm not vain. All i want is to be pretty, i want to be pretty on the inside and i want that to shine to the outside. I don't feel pretty inside and i don't feel pretty outside at all. I know God looks at the heart but it's hard in the environment that i live in. Where you walk in the mall and see thin women looking beautiful. Or posters of women and magazine covers screaming that I'm not pretty unless i look like the world. I get that when i walk out the door and i get that when I'm indoors. My brother keeps telling me to cut my hair short, i don't look nice with long hair. Wear tighter clothing, you have to show you have a body.
I know i wear sack like clothing. But it's because i have such low self-esteem. And my brother isn't helping. 

Then with all this i feel like God doesn't think I'm pretty, inside or out. I don't mean for this post to sound like a big sob story but this I've battled with this ever since I've started following Torah and dressing differently. Being told that I'm not dressing right.

I try not to focus on my outward appearance, i try so hard to focus on my inward more. To be gentle, and to shine because Yeshua lives inside of me.  To have a soft heart and to be a Proverbs 31 women. I want to be that so badly, but it's so hard.

I know this is a battle and i need Abba. The enemy uses this all the time. He knows this is where i feel weak and vulnerable. When i start getting strong and start thinking that hey, maybe i am pretty on the inside and outside.  But then the enemy comes and whispers in my ear, that I'm not good enough and never will be.

Not good enough for God.

I know it's not about worth. Go loves me not for what i do but for who i am. He loves me with an unconditional love. And He will keep loving me through my struggles and help me through it. I just need to keep reminding myself of this truth. I do everyday.

I just want to encourage other ladies out there, young and old. To keep pushing through. God loves you more than you will ever know. He doesn't look at what you can't do or your flaws, he looks at what you're capable of doing. And He's going to use you for His Kingdom. He's proud of the women you are and who you are becoming. You're blossoming into a women of valour, a virtuous women.

A women after His own heart.

Writing these words are even encouraging me and i feel a peace coming over me. In this world we will have trouble, but take heart, He has overcome the world.

~

If you ever look at yourself and feel

that you don't measure up, read this and your outlook

will change before you're finish reading it!

This is good to keep, not just to read from time to time,

but to also keep stored in your heart!

Enjoy and remember who you are!!!

"When I created the heavens and the earth,

I spoke them into being.

When I created man, I formed him and

breathed life into his nostrils.

But you, I fashioned

after I breathed the breath of life into man

because your nostrils are too delicate.

I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so

I could patiently and perfectly fashion you.

Man was put to sleep so that

he could not interfere with the creativity.

From one bone I fashioned you.

I chose the bone that protects man's life.

I chose the rib,

which protects his heart and lungs and supports him,

as you are meant to do.

Around this one bone, I shaped you ...

I modelled you.

I created you perfectly and  beautifully.

Your characteristics are as the rib,

strong yet delicate and fragile.

You provide protection for

the most delicate organ in man, his heart.

His heart is the centre of his being;

his lungs hold the breath of life.

The rib cage will allow itself to be broken

before it will allow damage to the heart.

You are My perfect angel ... you are My beautiful little girl.

You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence,

and My eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart.

Your eyes ... don't change them.

Your lips -- how lovely when they part in prayer.

Your nose, so perfect in form.

Your hands so gentle to touch.

I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep.

I've held your heart close to Mine.

Of all that lives and breathes, you are most like me.

Adam walked with Me in the cool of the day,

yet he was lonely.

He could not see Me or touch Me. He could only feel Me.

So everything I wanted Adam to share

and experience with Me, I fashioned you;

My holiness, My strength, My purity,

My love, My protection and support.

You are special because you are an extension of Me.

Man represents my image, woman my emotions.

Together, you represent the totality of God.

You are loved, respected and fragile."

~author unknown

Remember who you are. God's daughter, a princess!!!

Love,

Me!