For most of my life, I feared that I was never doing enough, never good enough, never skinny enough. This surprises people who know me as a strong, positive woman, a generous teacher and mother of two sons. Alas, it took a diagnosis of Stage 4 pancreatic cancer — the incurable, terminal kind — for me to love myself, cancer-ravaged body and all. I am enough, and I see now that I always have been. I plan to love my imperfect-perfect self for as long as I live. — Sarah Werkman
Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…
Real Life of an MSW 
You are definitely enough ! Love life 🙂 Sorry to hear about your diagnosis 🙂
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Thank you for the kind words. This is not my personal story, but that of Sarah Werkman. I am resharing it on this platform to remind my readers that they are beautiful, and that life is often shorter than we think. Thanks for reading and commenting!
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Very true and very welcome 🙂
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I was about to log off till I saw something pink and I to stroll back up. I love that picture.
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Thanks for reading and commenting!
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