Confidence

I'm reading a book right now called "Conversations with the Fat Girl" ... I have literally laughed out loud about this story of two friends who grew up together, both over weight through the awkward teen years... & then one gets gastic bypass & is now a size two & is now getting married.  I wont tell anymore - you can always check out my Book Blog to see what I think of the book altogether at the end...

But being someone who has had a fight with weight my whole life, I can relate with Maggie... I think women in general can relate with her... just because ladies, we are so hard on ourselves - aren't we? It doesnt even have to be a "weight" issue.  We are so picky... noses, hair, hips, arms... the list can go on forever to cover every body part we have that we may not like.

Look at this part of the book though...such a gentle reminder..... (Kate & Emily are Maggie's sister & niece)

I remember Kate telling me a story about when she enrolled Emily in ballet class at the Pasadena Athletic Club.  Kate was told to bring Emily to class in full ballet togs so she could hop around for an hour with a former ballerina named Miss Janie.  Upon arrival, Kate was horrifed to see that all the other little girls were wearing little black leotards & pink tights.  Emily, on the other hand, was in pink from head to toe, including her tutu & sparkling wand.  Kate turned to Emily thinking her daughter would be humilated.

"Sweetie, are you okay?" Kate asked gently.

"Yes, Mommy, I'm fine," she said. "I hope all the other girls are okay with what they're wearing."

And into the class she walked, sparkling wand in the air, to greet Miss Janie.

I want to be like that.  I want to be seven years old again. 

I want to go back to the day my confidence left me & was replaced by an apology.

I love that...

Ladies... let's all remember the confidence that we had growing up...

Not caring what others "think" - we're beautiful, each in our own ways...no apologizes needed.

Now, where's my pink tutu & sparkling wand?