Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Wonderful You Wednesday: Beautiful is an Action

Welcome to Wonderful You Wednesday at My Life as a Trimommy.  This is an ongoing series where I will have a post by myself or a guest that focuses on body image and self esteem. This week my beautiful friend, Sara, is my guest blogger.

"Beautiful is an Action"









When asked by our beloved Trimommy to write a post for “Wonderful You Wednesdays”, I can honestly say I struggled to put into words what I have been feeling so good about for the last year. Anyone who knows me will tell you I never have a lack of words, but for some reason I was at a loss for about a week. I made several attempts, and I couldn’t pinpoint what I was feeling.

Then one day it hit me. I had just chased down a little 8 week old goat in the thickest part of the back field on our property. Picture it:  in my ripped, stained jeans, dark green t-shirt, with white goat hair all over (I can’t stand pet hair on my clothes hence, no pets in our home), my long hair all disheveled around my face, and dirt and sweat just caked on. My heart was racing harder than any boot camp training, police academy or triathlon I’d completed. And as I stood up with that “kid” held tightly to my chest and felt its tiny heart beating from the chase, I just stood there in the moment. I laughed to myself, and as my three children found me and applauded me at my fine goat acquisition skills, my mind wrapped itself around these four little, but significant words we must tell ourselves -  “I feel so beautiful.”




At that moment, I honestly felt like the most accomplished and beautiful woman on Earth. It was then that I realized that “beautiful” is more a verb than an adjective, just as love is more an action than a noun.

It has been about a year since I realized how beautiful I was. For the 31 years prior, or more realistically, as far as I can remember, I was obsessed with the number on the scale, the size on the pants label. I worked out like crazy and choose careers that forced me to be a certain size. This was tiring. Even more tiring was convincing my oldest daughter how truly beautiful she was even if she was picked on in school or the bus. I saw her getting wrapped up in the media’s definition of beauty rather than our Creator’s intention.

Through all of that pain and toil I finally have come to believe that there is nothing in this world that makes me feel more beautiful than when my child hugs me so tight it hurts. At these times my mother’s voice come to mind saying,” Beauty is painful.” When my husband looks at me and smiles because I know he can’t help it when I flutter my eyes at him. Yes, I actually do this. It keeps things light. 


I feel beautiful when I wake up in the morning and drop out of bed onto the floor and give thanks that I was able to rest and wake up on my own time. 


I feel beautiful when I take that first look into the mirror and see the whites of my eyes against the blue and how the sun has lightened the hair around my face and the growing lines beginning to show my age. Then yes, I still do get onto the scale about once a week and no matter what the number now, I again, drop onto my knees and thank God that I am healthy at that number. I then promise that at that weight on this very day, I will still with every effort I muster up, do what He intends me to do. I will pay close attention to how I feel and maybe put on a dress, heels and earrings with a special necklace to take my children to the library. I will smile at anyone whose path I cross or crosses mine and greet them. I feel beautiful eating the yogurt I bought from the local farm whose creamery is the size of most people’s single car garages, but their beautiful Jersey Cows lift their heads from grazing and watch as you drive away with the fruits of their udder.  Ha! I tell myself, “they are beautiful” and they are like, HUGE! Just like I was when I was nursing my babies, yet, I was beautiful. I could go on and on, but I think you get the point.

Today, I pray that in your everyday actions, you take a minute to give a little gratitude to yourself and your maker at how truly beautiful you are, just the way you are. Inside that skin is an able bodied person, a brilliant mind and a soul that beams with beautiful thoughts and intentions. Turn them into action, and I assure you, you too, will feel the most beautiful you’ve ever felt.

6 comments :

  1. What wonderful words. To embrace things in such a beautiful way. I think we all could take some words from her, I sure know I can. I think we forget about what's really important. Thank you for putting things in perspective!!!

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  2. Thank you for this! Your post just radiates life, and I'm so glad I got to read it.

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  3. This is an amazing post! Thank you for sharing it with us!

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  4. Yet another one of Kelly's sparkly friends you are. Thank you for reflecting the majesty of our Creator in your words. YOU have got the picture. Bless you.

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  5. what a great post!! I definitely try to spend time thanking my body each day and that helps give me a much better body image

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  6. Thanks to everyone for your kind words. You are so encouraging!What a blessing!

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