Different Dresses

From the time we were small kids, we were taught never to judge. When we giggled at the oddly dressed woman at the grocery store, our mothers scolded us. In church, we are told to "love one another as Jesus loves you". We were talk to walk like God, and to become more like him. The point that I am trying to get across is that our whole lives we have been taught how much it can hurt someone by judging them.

Over the past couple of months I have been learning a lesson that most adults are too selfish to figure out. That just because someone does something differently than you do, doesn't mean that it's wrong. There are too many people in this world who are trying so hard to live the perfect life, and they feel that judging others puts them on a platform higher then their victims.

I am here to tell you right now that since the day I was two years old, I was into boys. I had grown up in my own little world where there was Barbie and Ken and that they always lived happily ever after. When I was eight years old I told my mom I had a crush on a kid named Cort Brown, and told her everyday how cute he was.

I grew up in a place where I witnessed many families with two mommies and some with two daddies. Through a young child's eyes I never looked at these so called "different" families any different.

Today I ran go-karts for a two men couple and their little boy. I had been having a really rough day, I had a rude group of boys come in and treat me like I was garbage, no apologies or even a thanks. I let this couple and their son in the gate, they walked to their karts, got their seat belts on and I was walking around switching the karts. This little boy of their's (around 7 years old) looks me right in the eyes and says "thank you for your help m'am". No I didn't fix his seat belt or help him hop into the kart, I hadn't pulled him out of a corner like I did a billion times for the other boys. His dads didn't tell him too, because they were in two different karts. I know that this is a hard lesson for any parents to teach their kids to remember to say please and thank you (I still forget too at times), but the way this kid looked at me and said it was like it was second nature to him. I am a firm believer that parenting can be done to perfection even with two moms or two dads and I witnessed it today. The most polite family I have ever had at work, is one of the most judged type of family in America currently.

 Since I was a small kid my mom had drilled into my brain "I don't care what you become, just want you to be happy". Everyday my dad told me, "hey, smile, have a good day". I never looked at these people any differently because they were happy, and my mom always told me that it doesn't matter what you do with your life as long as your happy.

If you went around the world and asked every person what happiness was, you would get a variety of different answers. This is correct because happiness comes in a variety of different meanings to different people. There are a variety of different dresses to choose from. Whether you fall in love when you look into the eyes of your same gender, or a different.

Who are you to judge someone else's happiness? To say that it doesn't follow your religion, or that you don't support it is like saying "Hey I don't like that dress because I wouldn't wear it."

We ALL wear different dresses and your idea of beautiful dress might not be the same as others.

Speaking of dresses....This was my Prom dress two years ago! One of my favorite formal dresses.