In January 2013,
one of my college friends was trying to get in touch with me. KMarie sent me a
Facebook message asking me to give her a call. Outside of social media, I
couldn’t remember the last time I’d physically spoken to her. It was probably
at her rooftop birthday party a few years ago. Nevertheless, I was excited to
catch up with one of the most beautiful people, inside and out, that I’d ever
know. However, this conversation wasn’t exactly two old girlfriends catching
up. K began to tell me about a fitness challenge that she and one of her
friends were launching in just a few days. It would be a 90 day friendly
competition among women all over the country who were committed to changing
their life. While many people have been aware of my constant struggle with
weight, no one had ever really approached me like K did. I was honored that
she’d even think of me to be apart of her group and then, I became embarrassed.
Had I completely let myself go to the point where K knew I needed some kind of
intervention? And it was as if she knew that I’d begun the routine of beating
up on myself when K began to congratulate me on all my life accomplishments to
date and then said “Candice, I just believe you deserve to be 360 degrees of
beautiful.”
Before K said it
that January day, aside from my mother, no one had ever called me beautiful.
Immediately, it was as if I knew K didn’t mean to call me that and I decided
not to take it to heart. I did, however, decide to sign up for her fitness
challenge for one reason: because she asked me to and there is nothing I
wouldn’t do for her. (Yep, she’s just that amazing.) I was placed in a group
comprised, largely, of college friends and Sorors. Many were mothers,
educators, businesswomen and fitness enthusiasts- all looking to transform
their lives for the better. We created a forum where we could check on each
other’s progress, send our daily “Sweat Checks” and keep each other motivated.
That group became my lifeline. I was pumped! I was excited! I went hard….at
first. And then, my enthusiasm waned. I began to get discouraged because I
wasn’t seeing results fast enough. So I quit, I stopped checking in with my
group and tried to find ways to avoid having to check in with K, too. I tried
to convince myself that I was just too busy to focus on me right now. I tried
to tell myself that other people and things needed me more than I did and to
take even an hour out for myself was beyond selfish.
However, all
that changed over the summer. In 10 weeks, 11 people I knew died- including a
dear friend that I’d just talked to the day before and one of my most beloved
cousins. I attended 9 funerals in a matter of 2 months. There is something
beautifully haunting about death. At the same time you’re mourning the fact
that these individuals are gone, you’re also re-evaluating your own life and
the choices you’ve made to date. The end of someone’s life can, in many ways,
cause you to begin living your own. I made an appointment with a primary care
physician to begin to take charge of my life. I met my new physician and
confided in her that, regardless of my marital status, I wanted to be a mother
within 3 years. I told her I would be 31 this year and I wasn’t interested in
high risk pregnancies or being the old mom with the young kids. As only a
middle aged Black woman can, my beloved OBGYN kindly told me that nothing about
my health said I wanted to be a mother anytime soon. Then, she began to get
very clear about what I needed to do to first be healthy for myself and then to
ensure the pitter patter of little feet. She gave me the task of losing 10
pounds before my next follow up visit with her.
It was something
about being told that I was the only thing in my way that lit a fire underneath
me. Like many, I look forward to an amazing career, a wonderful life and
someone to share it with. But motherhood? I am not ashamed to say that is my
heart’s deepest desire. Yet, according to my doctor’s report, I wasn’t living
like I believe I deserved it. So many of us have dreams. It could be to lose
weight, go back to school or start a business. But we live like we don’t
deserve those dreams. We eat what we want and don’t exercise. We miss
application deadlines with no regret. We create every excuse as to why the
business will fail before we even get it started. We live like we don’t believe
in ourselves. For years, I struggled with my weight and finally resigned that,
if I was going to be fat, at least I would be smart. Yet, every time I stepped
on the scale or chose the elevator over the stairs, I knew that I wasn’t living
my best life. But, part of me believed I didn’t deserve that best life.
I left that
office focused and determined to lose that 10 and more. One of my best friends
introduced me to Twerk Zumba (yes, church girls twerk!) and I began to pop,
lock and drop the weight. Family and friends began to notice a change in me. I
recently had coffee with an old friend for my birthday. As she complimented me
on my weight loss, I told her about my conversation with KMarie in January,
when she told me I deserved 360 degrees of beautiful. I told my old friend that
I was beginning to believe it.
Why am I telling
you all of this? Maybe you don’t have a friend like KMarie. Maybe your family
and friends have been talking so much that you’ve chosen to drown them out.
Whatever it may be, please know this: YOU DESERVE TO BE 360 DEGREES OF
BEAUTIFUL! Yes, you! You really do! So be it!
Have you made a
resolution to lose weight this year? Ignore all the people who make jokes that
you’ll forget about the gym by March and get moving!
Have you decided
that this will be the year that you’re going back to school? Tune out all the
folks who want to remind you of the number of times you’ve stopped and started
and go enroll!
Is this the year
that you want to get that business off the ground? Don’t let anyone tell you
that it can’t be done!
Living our
dreams makes us beautiful. It brings brightness into a world that has suffered
in the dark. You deserve to be beautiful. You deserve to bring beauty. You
deserve to be given beauty. One year later, as I congratulate myself for losing
twice what my doctor instructed me and as I grunt through my first week of a
new and much more intense exercise program, I am grateful that I listened to my
friend and found myself deserving of 360 degrees of good and perfect gifts.
This year, may we all find the courage to walk into the beauty that is all
around us.