TAYLER ROXANNE

a humble sensibility

This past weekend, before my college graduation (post coming soon you can bet), my mom took me to get a mani/peti for the special occasion.  When we walked in for our scheduled appointment the place was quite packed, and we ended up waiting for a while. There was a woman on the couch waiting as well, but there was a difference. Split ends, overdue roots, faded t shirt, jeans from the nineties, and plastic walmart flip fops sat across from my mother and I with our coach purses, clean clothes, and our matching white watches. Not to mention iPhones in each hand. As my mom gets called to begin the beauty treatment, I watch as the woman across from me stares in envy. Probably wondering why my Mom was called before her, even though she was first in line. Not knowing my mom is a regular and was scheduled, she seemed to assume my mother was picked over her for every reason but the real one. I imagined what she thought of my mom. She looked at her with a sour face, and may have been thinking how nice it must be, to be her. I studied her behavior as I noticed my mother upset her, but she kept quiet. Eventually she was called, got her toes done, and left with her child.

About 30 minutes after our scheduled time, I was finally called and sat with my journal Kate Winslet cover in the big comfy pedi chair.  Getting french tips and bright summer toes with my mom for a special treat.  Towards the end of our fantastic journey, another woman walks in. Dull brown curls shaped in a 1980’s mullet cut, red bargain shopper polo t shirt, and the old classic 80’s blue jean mom shorts. But the difference between this woman and the last? The biggest, sweetest angelic smile I’ve seen in a long time. Genuine and innocent, this woman walks in with a gift certificate in hand. She looks about 45, possibly a little older, and she acts as if this is the very first time she’s been to a nail salon. In fact, this WAS her very first time. She exlaims she got it as a birthday gift, and how excited she is. She sits next to me, with wide eyes and big rosy cheeks. She sees all the different colors, waiting for her to choose, and she doesnt know what to do. She turns to me and asks me for help. She looks at my toes and cries with such joy how beautiful the color is, and how she’d love to have the same. A glitter polish catches her eye and she falls head over heels, having no other color but that. The water below her feet gushes and flows and she giggles with surprise and excitement.  She even turned and congratulated me, a complete stranger, for my graduation. She was so genuine and sincere. Nothing fake, finally.

And though the previous woman sat in unfortunate awe of my mother and I (if she only knew), I sat in AWE of THIS woman. 

I hope I never lose my sense of humility, sensitivity, and pride in who I am, and what I have. There is so much to be thankful for. Even if the 100 dollars i am thankful for, only means 20 to someone else. I hope that I can raise my kids the way my mom and dad raised me.  That nothing is free in this world, and nothing is to be taken for granted. That I am to earn every last penny I spend. That what I havent worked for does not belong to me. I pray I never forget that it’s the little things in life that matter. Simple luxuries such as getting nails done that can really make a person’s day. Everyone deserves to be happy, no matter what cards are dealt.  I pray I can learn to make the most of what I have, rather than wishing for what I dont. And MOST OF ALL, I pray that the woman at the end of my story continues to make the most of what she has, even if the world tries to tear it apart.  

What an awesome person she is. I hope there are more like her.

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SUGAR. silent killer?

Its is vital we become aware of whats really going on.  Watch the news. Read the Paper. Google articles. Become a person of knowledge and interest.

BUT WHAT’S NOT SAID in papers, on the news, and so forth, is sitting right there in your own home. Possibly calling to you, torturing you, making you ill. No I’m not talking about your mother.  SUGAR. People today are not getting down to the real issues. When I see a story on Dancing with the stars, or a network show like TMZ on the television, it disgusts me.  

If you’ve paid any attention to health issues over the years, the big talk now has been about obesity and diabetes.  But if your of “average size” like myself, or simply not in danger of suffering these extreme diseases, you tend to understand whats happening, and leave it at that. Little do you know, that you can be underweight or average and still suffer from a food addiction, unhealthy body fat percentage, or even eating disorders such as Binge Eating Disorder, or BED.

Its time to raise awareness about this painful, embarrassing, and harmful disease.  SUGAR IS AS ADDICTING AS HEROIN, COCAINE, AND ALCOHOL. SO WHY THE HELL IS IT  NOT RECOGNIZED??

I have touched on this subject before. But recent studies have surfaced, claiming that sugar is indeed something to be feared, and combated.  THERE ARE PEOPLE OUT THERE READY TO FIGHT AND BAN EVEN SUGAR.  However, there are other people satisfied in arrogance and lust with their unhealthy lifestyle who refuse to accept and acknowledge the fact that the foods they love the most are killing them.

What also seems to be ignored is the heart ache and pain which derives from this addiction. Psychological issues. Binging, shame, loss of control, lies, relapse, etc. Coincidently ALL SIDE EFFECTS OF DRUG ADDICTION. 

To end this here, for now. Wake up, and realize that what you put into your body not only shapes it, but chooses and directs its path down one unchangeable road. Never turning back. So which road will you take?

Articles on recent discoveries about Sugar addiction:

1. http://gothamist.com/2012/02/02/if_you_eat_sugar_you.php

2. http://www.wptv.com/dpp/news/health/sugar-is-as-toxic-as-tobacco-and-liquor-needs-government-regulation-according-to-researchers

3. http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/the-science-willpower/200912/sugar-addiction-in-your-body-not-just-your-mind

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Word.

If human beings were meant to be satisfied with their lives, perfection would be born a standard.

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I just want to grab control of my life and run wild.

sound good?

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There are actresses who build themselves, and then there are actresses who are built by others. I want to build myself.

-Jennifer Lawrence

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A caged bird, set to fly, as the gates open into a room with no windows.

Yes.  Another Dramatic rant, from a Dramatic Actress.

To throw my soul, splattered, painted, known, and discovered on that stage. Wouldn’t it have been so nice?

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i kind of just want to have fun.

yea?

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The key to change, is to let go of fear.

Run. Run. Run.

SHOW YOURSELF.

and remember. Feel again.

Another day you will smile, and dance in the sun.

RUN.

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