Like everyone else I watched in horror on Friday December 14 at the events in Newtown Connecticut at Sandy Hook Elementary School. My thoughts and prayers are with those families involved in this tragedy. I can’t even imagine what they are going through right now.
There is a problem in this country. Many people over the past few days have given their opinion on how to solve it. Everyone wants to feel safe and protect their loved ones, but we now live in a world where arming teachers was a suggested solution. Let’s step back and think about that for a second. Our country is so screwed up kindergarten teachers need to be packing? If a dystopian future movie came out in 1980 with armed teachers, people would have thought it was going too far. Now while I totally disagree, I understand the sentiment behind it. I am the daughter and sister of teachers and I know they would both do anything to protect their students.
President Obama said it perfectly last night at the Sandy Hook vigil. “No single law — no set of laws can eliminate evil from the world, or prevent every senseless act of violence in our society. But that can’t be an excuse for inaction.” He was right on all counts. We need gun control reform. We also need to take a look at our society and ask ourselves why are so many people becoming broken and violent that many of us feel the need to own guns to protect ourselves.
I planned my next post to be about make-up tips but I needed to write this first.
Here’s a list of comment made to me over the years in regards to my skin:
- “What’s wrong with your hand/face/shoulder?”
- “Is that poison ivy? If it is, don’t touch me because I am allergic.”
- “Is that contagious?”
- From elementary school, “Ew, you have Cate germs! Don’t touch her or you’ll get them!”
Here are some other things that have been said to me:
- “You are the most beautiful woman in the world.”
- “You light up a room.”
- “I wish I had your eyes.”
- “You always look perfect.”
Being teased and bullied as child taught one very important thing. I really don’t care what other people think about me. Now it would be wrong of me to say my feelings never get hurt. Anyone that’s been picked on knows that. Instead of letting the hurt control me, I learned to control the hurt. I get a nasty comment, I gently (or not so gently) correct the person, let myself be upset for about ten minutes and go about my day. That person’s opinion of me has no power. It’s alright to be hurt, we’re all human. What’s not alright is letting that hurt define you. I learned very quickly to be myself. I dress how I want to dress, raise my hand in meetings and say what’s on my mind.
I wear make-up for myself. If I go the gym after work and have make-up on, so be it. I go to the gym first thing in the morning with a bare face, I don’t care. I am more than happy to share my tips because every woman deserves to look like the diva she is, not because there is something that needs to be hidden.