It seems everyone has something about themselves they wish they could change. Some physical feature. As many self-help gurus and pop artists will tell you, it’s important to embrace your physical traits because they help make you unique. Yep, this is one of those self-image posts. I thought you should be warned.
It’s so much easier said that done. We all complain about something. And I don’t mean weight, because we can rationalize that by eating better and exercising, we can lose unwanted pounds. I’m talking about features that would have to be corrected by going under the knife.
So, I am going to take a brave step and come forward with mine, in hopes that you, Reader, will reconsider the next complaint. Not only because it’s healthy for your self-esteem, but you might reconsider because mine can be very noticeable and yours isn’t so bad in comparison.
One of the trademarks of being a part of my family is the ears. A few members have gotten away with normal ears, but there are a LOT of us, with not so much large ears, but ears that poke out from the head. This is my father’s side. Now, I’m an exception to my paternal family members because I also have large ears from my mother’s side. I got a double dose. So, my father blames my mother and my mother my father, until I reassure them that it is both their fault. I used to be jealous of people with normal sized ears. I never pierced my ears. I really don’t need to bring attention to them.
As a child, I fell into the false belief that I would grow into my ears. As you all know, our ears and noses don’t stop growing, and I feel my ears really took it as a race with my nose. I wasn’t teased too much as a kid, mostly because I was such a tomboy that teasing me meant retaliation by violence. I did get a few “Dumbo” comments, but they were dealt with swiftly, and the other kids knew to back off the ears. Now, as a kid, I wasn’t really girly. A lot of my peers worked on their hair and matched their outfits with plastic jewelry and friendship bracelets. I just wanted to play. While little girls were getting into their mom’s makeup, I was gifted toy makeup, and found it infinitely more fun to apply it to Dad’s face as he napped. Poor Dad. That toy makeup was waxy and very hard to remove. Also, all my fashion energy went into dressing the dog for plays. Needless to say, as a young child, I didn’t worry too much about covering my ears. Mom tried to help by curling my hair for school pictures (that one time, before she learned), but by the time I sat down my hair was stringy and I was disheveled.
Growing up, middle school, high school, college, I became increasingly self-conscious about my ears. Well, even today, If I make an effort to cover my ears under my hair with new people, and then pull my hair back, the look on people’s faces is one of shock. I can see them looking left and right of my face! I would do the same thing. In fact, I have! With myself. Sometimes I take a double take at my shadow because my ears make me think the shadow is something else. I had a thought, and somewhat still do, that putting my hair in a ponytail was the equivalent of slapping a “Don’t Date Me” sign across my forehead. I’ve only been on one blind date my entire life, but I remember pulling at my hair incessantly. He probably thought I had a nervous tic.
Because my job at times requires me to put my hair back because we are loading and unloading material (oh, and happen to live in 80F winters and 1115F summers), I can’t keep from pulling my hair back because it gets stuck to my neck and gets in the way. I think my colleagues and friends have figured out that taking a picture of me with my hair back can result in a broken camera and minor blood loss.
So instead of hiding behind my hair, I am taking this opportunity to think about my unique gift from my ancestors and the good stuff about it!
- When I put my hair behind my ears it’s going to stay there.
- Like the Fennec Fox, I feel I am better equipped to withstand heat, and am cooler in the summer as a result.
- The area behind my ears is exceptionally clean, because my ears poke out from my head. No hard to reach places.
- I’m distinguishable among shadow crowds.
Now, all you normal-sized ear people might read this list and feel down about your normal ears. That is understandable. So, take this opportunity to think of a small list about not only the features that make you beautiful, but the ones that make you cool. Both figuratively and literally in my case.