Ugly Beautiful

August 19, 2013

Somewhere along the way,
my kind of beautiful became ugly.

It was lesser, rounder, taller, spottier . . .
I believed it.

I nodded in the mirror at each chip in my reflection.

Is one tooth smaller?
Where could I have lost that piece? Surely I would remember losing a piece of myself.

Is that eyebrow higher?
I can’t believe I never noticed it. Or perhaps the other one is drooping. Oh no, age is setting in.

Are my toes knobby?
That must be what the nail artist was talking about in her native tongue. I’m a freak.

Where are all these freckles and moles coming from?
Surely I’m not in the sun that much. It’s as if they want to shout my insecurities.

Is that another five pounds?
It must be the salt, or that extra bit of chocolate or starch. No tight clothes now.

Is my nose crooked?
Sports morphed me into this mess. I hope a house doesn’t fall on me. No profile shots; in fact, no more photos.

Too ugly. Too worn. Too flawed.

Or, maybe, too critical! Maybe too worried about measuring up to a model, a mold, a myth. Maybe certainly gave me something to ponder.

We all begin beautiful. Every one of us is perfect until we are told, and accept, we are not. As time passes, the very markers of beauty change.

My ugly mindset was masking my beauty-full possibilities. I am beautiful. I am lovable. I am hopeful. I am bold. I am wicked smart. I am a real woman and want to inspire girls to be the same. It’s time to make the Ugly Beautiful transformation, starting from within.

4 thoughts on “Ugly Beautiful

  1. Paulette Mcclellan

    As soon as we all realize that the “hollywood”norm is so unrealistic, life is much easier. God created only one of us. We should strive to be anything other than the best person we can be. Not a lame imitation of someone else……

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    1. Sara McClellan Post author

      Yes, each of us is unique, beautiful and should celebrate the “ab”normal parts of our individuality. xo

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  2. Ruthie

    I agree wholeheartedly and could add quite a bit more…..why is it so hard to let go, not be envious….. and be okay with the aging process and be proud to be “me” at this age?

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    1. Sara McClellan Post author

      Ruthie, letting go is one of the hardest tasks given to us in life. I struggle constantly. However, in the journey we find so much depth and wonder. I think of age as merely a mile marker not a meaningful milestone. 🙂

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