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Beauty of things

I will miss Michelle Obama. She was classy and beautiful despite what the Facebook trolls would have you believe. She was an accomplished woman with a legal career before she stepped foot in the White House. She could be formal and she could dance the Dougie. She sang Carpool Karaoke and she spoke eloquently during official functions. She cared about the health of the youth of this nation. I was touched by how grounded she was and inspired by her achievements as a person, wife, and mother. I expected to read nasty comments by Facebook trolls, but I wasn’t ready to personally experience hearing negativity about her. The blatant comparison of her to a primate was ridiculous. Absolutely, ridiculous. If there is any animal to compare her to, it is a unicorn. While that comparison was as in-your-face as it could be, others were not. Beauty/class has returned to the White House. I heard that a few times. You can veil your disrespect as much as you like, but it’s quite easy to pull that one back. Beauty and class had always been there. Not just with Michelle Obama, but also with her predecessors. If you could not see that, you have my pity. My favorite “veils” were the comparisons to the current First Lady’s physical appearance. You know – because Melania Trump is so beautiful, Michelle Obama must be ugly. As if the two could not both be beautiful. What made me truly sad about this was the focus on physical appearance. I put a comment on Facebook about the world and variety of “beauty” people miss out on when their view of beauty is so narrow and focuses only on physical appearance. Do I think she is physically beautiful? Yes, but there is way more to her. And also, allow me to call it out – race. I don’t need to hear some weak attempts to disguise casual racism. It is there. While race is not something that makes someone beautiful, it is also not something that makes someone ugly or less beautiful than another. My parents taught me to appreciate traits that can’t be seen. Character, accomplishment, attitude, drive, motivation, and intelligence are just a few. Do you understand how much beauty you can appreciate in the world when your definition relies on more than physical appearance? Opening my reality of beauty gave me a sense of how much there is to respect in myself. My self-confidence is healthy. I have no shortage of things that make me gorgeous. I am beautiful because I set challenging goals and achieved them. I achieved some by myself and some with the help of others, the mix of independence and knowing when to call in the Calvary is also beautiful. I am fit. I learn new things all, pick up new hobbies. I accept and love my curly hair. These things make me beautiful. I am raising my kids to know, identify, and respect the many shades of beauty. So are other people. There are going to be a bunch of little girls and boys that grow up knowing how beautiful they are. There might be some narrow-minded people too. I have no fear of what will happen to these beautiful children. They will be too busy running fast and strong in their endeavors. The people with the narrow views of beauty? These kids are not coming for you because they’re looking past you. While they may acknowledge the beauty that lies in everyone, they’re not standing by waiting for their acceptance. Get out of their way.


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