I feel like a centerpiece that is placed in a room for the "conversation starter" effect.
I feel like a tacky figurine placed among expensive collectables.
I feel like a piece of furniture that just doesn't quite fit in any decor.
I am easily noticed, quickly picked out of a group.
Without telling you where I am in this photo, I am sure your Where's Waldo skills can pick me out in a matter of seconds.
I am use to short jokes. Trust me, I have heard them all.... and I have heard them all like 27 times. I don't mind being short most days. I know I am wonderfully made and I love who I am. This past weekend though, something struck a never. Another short person came up to me (one who I do not really know all that well mind you) and said "Wow I have never been taller than someone before!". I know she meant no harm. I know it was no big deal. Yet still, her voice is playing over and over in my head.
Someone tell me why it is okay to, in fun, pick on short people? Would you go up to a larger sized person and say something like "Oh my goodness you are the fattest person I have ever seen!" or "Wow I have never been the skinny one in the group!".... no, you probably wouldn't. Then why is it "okay" to say things like "Hey, you are the shortest person here"? I hate the thought that my kids will more than likely all have to deal with these same situations someday.
I would love to take a group photo and not stick out like a sore thumb. I would enjoy being able to stand in a crowd of woman my own age and not be mistaken for someones daughter or little sister. I would love to feel as though I fit in. Unfortunately, that will never happen. I hope the next time you are about to tell a short joke, or announce to a short person that they are in fact... short.... that you think of me and keep your mouth shut. And I mean that in the nicest I'm-just-trying-to-get-this-off-my-chest kind of way :-)