Apparently, some people are very concerned over the use of the word 'fat' in early education curriculums. They think that it sets a bad example and that it is "damaging for children of this age group". Really? Sometimes, I feel like fat is a four-letter word, you know, the bad varieties, but it's not. Some people are fat, I prefer chubby...it just sounds cuter, and some people are thin. If we are going to freak out over the use of fat, then when will it no longer be acceptable to use the word thin? Just throwin' it out there.
Now, I realize that the "fat" adjective can be very hurtful, first-hand, but, let's be real, it's going to happen. So, how about we, as parents, aunts, uncles...you get the idea...teach our children how to be kind. I'm not promoting that there be an influx of books about "fat" puppies, "fat" kitties, etc. I simply think that sometimes things are taken way too fat...I mean, far. Freudian slip...perhaps.
On the opposite end of the spectrum is the full-bodied embrace of, well, being full-bodied. Big. Beautiful. And who am I to argue? I am a full-bodied woman, but that's not all I am and that's definitely not all I'm about. I don't mean to imply that these people are only good at being "fatties"---again, their term, not mine, but I don't get the OK-ness with their physicality. Can't we LOVE ourselves, regardless of the number attached to our waistband OR, heaven forbid, the number on the white square of doom located in bathrooms worldwide? I think that's what this all boils down to for me.
It seems that we either hate "fat" or we ARE "fat", but I propose that there is a middle ground, that is in no way associated with our middles. We can be fat, we can be thin, we can be too fat, too thin, or somewhere in the middle, but ALL of that can change. We can change. How about we focus on the inside, you know, the soft jelly fillings...I mean, feelings. Self esteem comes in all shapes and sizes, but it is NEVER wrong to strive for something better. I have plenty of friends that are at healthy weights that ssstrrrruggle with their self image/self worth; so, while they work on their insides, metaphorically, of course, I work on my outside.
Don't be complacent. Don't feel as though you're stuck with the body you are currently housed in. There's ALWAYS hope!! If you love your body, then keep it, but don't settle because that's just how you are...cause, let's be real, it's not. Oh. my. word. YES, I went there!
That's why we're all obsessed with those reality shows concerning extreme weight loss. No. You're not obsessed. Oh. My bad. Maybe it's just me.
Now, are we all supposed to be twigs? NO. When reality sets in, there is always something, concerning our health, that we can be doing better. BUT even beyond that, we're worth so much more than "fat" or "thin". I mean, I'm pretty sure you are cause I know I am. I'm a mother, a wife, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a friend, a teacher, a singer, an artist, a creator, a child of God...yep, that last one's the kicker. I'm divine, you're divine, so let's just focus on that for a bit....or....forever!
~Happy in the middle, and striving for the top, Kenz
Funny story: I once told someone I was from Idaho to which they responded, "Yeah, you definitely look like pioneer stock." I had to chuckle (I find it much better for the soul than crying or taking offense).
At least they didn't call me "fat"...someone done brought 'em up right (said in my best southern accent).
I can tell ya that this 40+ pound heavier version of me was
in a much darker place than...
this 40+ pound thinner version. And my hubby, after 60+ pounds lost, is also feelin' much better about himself...and let's be real, we both feel great
about each other. Hubba hubba hubby! :D
