
I remember asking myself, "why are kids so mean?" More importantly, why did it matter so much what they thought of me? One thing is for sure, I was thank for a home with other darkies that knew and appreciated what we acquired from our ancestors was beautiful!!!
Fast forward to my adult life and being dark NEVER phased me! I relished in my dark skin and often times during the summer looked forward to it becoming even more chocolaty. My brothers call me "black" as a term of endearment and I answer proudly because "My Black Is Beautiful". I love who I am and what I look like; from my naturally curly hair, big brown eyes, half of a dimple when I smile; my white teeth, lips, hips and thighs. Even though I work out to keep fit, know that -YES! I love my beautiful brown self through and through.
What do YOU see when you look in the mirror?
"Live Life Out Loud, On Purpose and with NO Regrets"
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