What Beauty is…

I’ve written a few posts lately concerning my daughters journey to health and transformation:

Transformed: My daughters Journey

Mission Possible

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But while having a conversation with Margaret at soulfood101 , I realized there was much that I didn’t talk about.  I didn’t talk about how she never thought of herself as different or even realized it until she bagan being picked on at school or called names.  It was so hurtful to her and to me.

If I were to be honest with you about that, I’d have to tell you that what I wanted to do was go to their houses and snatch up their moms for raising such little wankers but that would’ve made things worse for her at school. Too, I refused to flinch at their hateful words. I feared that if I let the words impact me, that I’d validate them in her and that was unacceptable.  I needed to empower her, not the hurtful words of others.

I remember picking her up after school one day.  She was in her early teens.  I had a song I wanted her to hear and told her this was my song for her.  The first few lines played and her heart and spirit dropped.  I could hear the woundedness in her voice as she ssid  “Mom?”  I begged her to wait and listen carefully.  As she heard the chorus, her entire being lifted and soared!  The words clicked into place within her and I knew she had gotten everything that my heart wanted for her.

Joydrop – Beautiful

I wanted her to understand that she needn’t try to conform to others concepts of what beauty is.  Beauty is everywhere and in everything.  Did a perfect God specifically form and create all things?  Does God err?  Then she is perfectly and beautifully created by His own design and so are you and I.  And, never try to change yourself into anothers beauty…be beautiful like you!

If beauty is in the eye of the beholder then the problem is our eyesight.  Look closer.

 

Joydrop – Beautiful

If I was beautiful like you
Oh the things I would do
Those not so blessed would be crying out murder
And I’d just laugh and get away with it too
Like you do

If I was beautiful like you
I would never be at fault
I’d walk in the rain between the rain drops
Bringing traffic to a halt

But that would never be
That will never, never be
Cause I’m not beautiful like you
I’m beautiful like me, I’m beautiful like me 

I’d be quick to assume
They’d do anything to please me, why not
I see their reaction when you walk into the room

But that would never be
Never, never, never be
Cause I’m not beautiful like you
I’m beautiful like me, beautiful like me
Beautiful, beautiful like me
Like me, Like me…

If I was beautiful like you
I’d have so many friends
All fighting for my time to be next in line
So if I hurt one, I wouldn’t have to make amends

But that would never be
Never, never, never be
Cause I’m not beautful like you
I’m not beautiful like you
I’m not beautiful like you
I’m beautiful like me
I’m Beautiful like me, beautiful like me
I’m beautiful like me, I’m beautiful like me!

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28 comments

  1. You are right! I often had the same idea : to go to the houses of the parents of such children and to ask them, what in the hell …
    But I think the better is to encourage our kids to be the best version of themselves. ❤

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  2. I come here via Munchkin On The Road and I am so glad I did. I haven’t read any of your other posts about your daughter but reading this struck such a chord. That song is wonderful, and you are a wonderful mummy.

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  3. So much love for this post. I’m going to share the song with my teen girl volunteers next week. Hugs, love you, Love this blog.

    Thank you for every single comment you ever left, and all the advice and sweet counsel you shared.

    Today, I look back at the woman I was when I started writing and the person I am now, (still a work in process but…) and I think about you saying, “Psychopaths get cancer too.” I think that phrase was the key to getting out of the prison I was in.

    It was the first time I started considering all his really weird things and things he did to hurt me intentionally. And I allowed myself to see that, based on your words, (which I knew were not flippant because of all your prior comments). Thank you, for being willing.

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    • You’re an amazing woman…tender hearted and kind. I thank you for the beautiful bravery you had in being so open, authentic and vulnerable. You express yourself with such raw honesty and I think I fell in love with your blog because of it and so endeared with you for your tender spirit.
      You were for a time, eclisped but I read and see you as you emerge from that shadow and am blinded by the stunning contrast. You are so much more, having so much to give, such a warm person, brilliantly talented in both your work and writing. It’s fascinating and uplifting. I feel blessed to follow this journey. Blessed to cheer you from the sidelines. 💕

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