A Big Girl’s Fairytale…

Once upon a time there was a girl who, after the most difficult and tragic year of her life, gathered up as much courage as she could and went on vacation alone…

While sitting on the beach and speaking in Spanish to one of her dear friends who lived in the Dominican and worked on the beach, she overheard two girls sitting behind her, two absolutely beautiful, skinny, model-esque girls, talking about her… They were saying things like, “I wouldn’t even leave the house if I had a body like hers let alone go out in a bathing suit in public” and “how on earth someone could let themselves go like that is beyond me.” Some more comments, more harsh and thoughtless comments, followed…

The only thing this girl could hope for is that these two models thought the girl didn’t speak English and that’s why they were being so loud, and heartless with their words… This girls friend saw the change of expression on her face and he asked what was wrong, as strong as she tried to be, a tear rolled down her cheek and she looked at him and in Spanish, said “nothing my friend, I just missed you so much and am glad to see your sweet face” He then hugged her, told her to stop crying and enjoy her vacation…

As her friend walked away, she stared at the ocean, quietly sobbed for a few minutes, and begged God to release the anger and sadness in her heart… By some miracle, God did just that… right in front of her beach chair she saw a teeny tiny crab doing a little crab dance, side to side, as if he was performing just for her… She wiped her tears, and smiled, and the smile grew to a laugh and the laughter grew to release… She no longer felt sad and angry, AND she felt forgiveness, she forgave the models for their hateful words and she forgave herself, for allowing their words to hurt her so deeply…she felt connected to the universe and all of its wondrous, mystical and magical, beauty… When the crab finally disappeared under the sand she lay back on her beach chair and began to enjoy the feeling of the warmth from the sun on her BEAUTIFUL body, she put on her iPod and she found peace…

An hour later this girl was hungry so she got up to go to the beach front restaurant for her daily hotdog and as she passed by the two models, she looked at them right in the eyes and with a big genuine smile she said “I hope you beautiful girls enjoy your vacation!!” The shock on their faces proved her earlier suspicions that they didn’t think she spoke English… and then there was a look of fear… to which she replied “The Dominican is a magical place girls, I hope you discover it and appreciate it!”

The girl went to the restaurant and enjoyed her hotdog, and the rest of her vacation… And that night, at the buffet, they were serving crab legs; in honour of her earlier gift from God, she chose not to eat them! And she, so far, is living happily ever after…


5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. M3
    Aug 20, 2013 @ 11:15:46

    Awesome possum!


  2. Tracey
    Aug 20, 2013 @ 13:36:15

    Amazing girl – you are amazing. And GREAT for you, cause in the end (and before then) YOU will be much more happier then those two. !!


  3. Shivani Patel
    Aug 20, 2013 @ 22:39:31

    First let me say, yes I did cry reading this and also was angry. But then I had a thought that I should be crying for those girls and not for you. They seem to live their lives totally on the external and you my love are the beautiful angel in every aspect of your life. Mind, Body, and Soul.
    Then I was thinking about what the word vacation meant to me. Vacate = to empty.
    the idea of going on a vacation is to empty oneself of all things old and return with full force of inner and outer beauty ready to take on the world! You did just that.
    Those two poor creatures will not know the beauty of letting go and will always live on the external and miss out on what the word BEAUTY really means.
    There aint not crab going to be dancing for them.


  4. Michael Ellis
    Oct 07, 2013 @ 16:37:56

    Honestly, if I had a body like yours Lalita, I would spend all day at home, not because of shame, but because I couldnt stop playing with my breasts


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