I really like how you are speaking bold truth. As the mother of beautiful brown skinned daughter and son I see God’s radiance. To be told most of my adult life by men of all ethnicities “You’re beautiful for a black woman” later helped me to adjust my crown of beauty. What they are really saying is I’m limited on my communication, you intimidate me and I stumble over being genuine. My father would address me as his beautiful smart daughter and seal it with I love you and keep smiling. When you know that you are loved your beauty radiates and shines like a brand new bronze medal. I will gladly take my brown bronzed skin over silver or gold any day. Baby girl, it warmed my heart to know you saw the beauty in your mother beyond her outward beauty. You saw her inner self that she showed you how to show up beautiful in any situation. I love you.
I can relate to this so much. I heard the same phrase growing up also being the only black girl in my class in my private Christian school. Then when I finally begged my mom to let me go to public school I wasn't black enough for the other black girls and was bullied because my hair was too long or I talked "white". Then boys would tell me how they didn't really like black girls but would make an exception for me because I was pretty for a dark skin girl. Whew I'm so glad that I have grown to love the skin I'm in and I wouldn't want to be anything other than a black woman!
Beautiful story! I think we all go through some sort of "growing pains" when entering the world. Some people are kind and some just are not. Some people "get it" and some don't. This goes on for an entire lifetime and how one handles that develops the character within ourselves.
I really like how you are speaking bold truth. As the mother of beautiful brown skinned daughter and son I see God’s radiance. To be told most of my adult life by men of all ethnicities “You’re beautiful for a black woman” later helped me to adjust my crown of beauty. What they are really saying is I’m limited on my communication, you intimidate me and I stumble over being genuine. My father would address me as his beautiful smart daughter and seal it with I love you and keep smiling. When you know that you are loved your beauty radiates and shines like a brand new bronze medal. I will gladly take my brown bronzed skin over silver or gold any day. Baby girl, it warmed my heart to know you saw the beauty in your mother beyond her outward beauty. You saw her inner self that she showed you how to show up beautiful in any situation. I love you.
I can relate to this so much. I heard the same phrase growing up also being the only black girl in my class in my private Christian school. Then when I finally begged my mom to let me go to public school I wasn't black enough for the other black girls and was bullied because my hair was too long or I talked "white". Then boys would tell me how they didn't really like black girls but would make an exception for me because I was pretty for a dark skin girl. Whew I'm so glad that I have grown to love the skin I'm in and I wouldn't want to be anything other than a black woman!
Beautiful story! I think we all go through some sort of "growing pains" when entering the world. Some people are kind and some just are not. Some people "get it" and some don't. This goes on for an entire lifetime and how one handles that develops the character within ourselves.