In response to the call for compliments, I'll share this story (about a compliment):
I used to own a small bridal shop, with a very talented seamstress, and was priviledged to dress some of the most beautiful young ladies in Houston before a lamentable lack of profits forced me to close it's doors.
One day a young lady called for a fitting and needed not a dress but a miracle. She was quite wide and B. (the very talented seamstress) literally had to turn her long sleeve gown (bought elsewhere) into a short sleeve gown in order to enlarge the bodice of her gown.
This sweet bride was never going to stop traffic, but when she came for her second fitting she said, "I am so pleased with your seamstress's work. She has made this dress Beautiful Like Me."
That lovely girl taught me the truth about loving yourself in 10 seconds.
My daughter will never hear me complain about my weight (bring on the Fat Ass Chocolate Cake), my crow's feet, or my incredibly scaly feet (ok, maybe the feet), because if she continuously sees me hate myself, how will she learn to love herself?


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Closure, when I look at how toxic popular culture is today, I wonder how any child can reach adulthood with any sanity.
amen, sister!!
Beautiful post.
I try hard to keep my physical insecurities from my stepdaughter, who fortunately is more perfect than I ever was at her age (15) ...but still, self-loathing is contagious. There's a saying, "If you want self esteem, then do esteemable things." I try to remember that in my moments of middle-aged angst and focus on what is really beautiful in my life.