RDP Thursday: LITHE

Photo A.M. Moscoso
By the time I was 12 years old I was 5’4″ and I weighed about 90 lbs.
Of course when you are tall at a young age, when you are sort of out there and people think you are creepy, they don’t say you are lithe or ‘tall and willowy ”
In my case my nearest and dearest told me I was ” overweight ” or some just straight up said I was fat and buying me nice clothes was a waste of money.
Of course nowadays I would kill to be around that weight and from what I’ve seen women my height have died trying to get there.
I must be honest.
I’ve always wanted someone to attach the word “lithe” to but no matter how many diet pills I swallowed, how many hours I spent at the gym, how long I starved myself for, I have never had a single person close to me say, when they described me, as I was anything other then ‘kind of big with frizzy hair”
So a few years ago my friend was talking about her daughter- who is truly a beautiful lady inside and out, she said that her daughter was always been lithe ( as to where she had to sort of work at maintaining her weight).
I always wanted to tell my friend’s daughter how lucky she is that her Mom, when she pictures her in her mind’s eye, see’s a lithe and graceful woman.
My friend’s daughter is lucky- she is so lucky.
On the other hand, I can comfort myself with that knowledge that a year or so after I am dead and nothing more then a box of bones under the ground I will be lithe too.
It’s just a shame I won’t be around to see it.

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cursejourney
Must have been nice being tall and robust. I was the short fat one who was relentlessly bullied. These days I have mastered the art of belly melting so its not so bad.
I guess what bothers me the most about those days is that I bought into the digs and insults. On the other hand, it’s ending up as creative fodder, so that sort of makes up for it.
I think the hardest moments in life make the best writing don’t they?
Wonderful 🙏