Been A While

I am a snowflake.  I melt easily.  However, it was not Trump, who overheated me but Hillary. I was ready to give up blogging entirely if her kleptocracy came into full power. If that happened, I felt I should basically  live like mole.  She was not elected. All was not safe, but I am peaking out of my hole, and maybe will do what I think this blog can do. If you feel this way now that Trump won, I want YOU to know I understand that fear and concern.  I have felt it for the last eight years as what I cared about was degraded and disrespected more and more, so that wearing a cross or a miraculous medal to a public pool or even to a grocery store became a controversial situation.  I have been looked up and down, and sneered at and snorted at by an imam who was in my grocery store to wave his hand over the on sale chicken. (I have no understanding of what he accomplished or disrespect for his prayers.  I do resent being snorted at for possibly my obvious medal. )  But still just being who I am bugs some people.  As fat woman, I know that. As a tall woman, desperately trying to be a normal size, I even knew it.   Now please don’t hate me just because I was one of the about 50 percent in the country who did not vote for Hillary.  She scared me.  I am sorry if you are scared of Trump.  Do not be scared of the rest of the people in this country.   We all want a good country.  We all hope for a good country. We will all watch him, and the rest of the federal government like a hawk.  We must.  We Should.  We will.

I NEED to blog now and blog about my need to survive and thrive despite weighing in at a weight other people would not believe.  Somehow I allowed the anxiety of my concern for the future to block my perception of what was happening with my eating. I gained a lot of weight since I quit writing, which for me is a medical problem.  Getting healthy will require attention, and writing will help it.  It will also require me to stay sane and hopeful in this world slanted against large sized people. Why do we battle people for things that are quite difficult to change, like the religion they were born in, or the obvious issues with obesity they suffer, or even worse, the length and width of the DNA dictated Bone Structure they have.  (You will be okay if you only would lose twenty pounds they told my younger, undernourished to the point of hormonal irregularity self.)  I hope this NEED of mine to write, will help others with their own battles. And I hope it will help me find clothes that fit and chairs that work with my knees.

Honorah Mellarick 2017

Who is Large?

Tall people are Large, when pants inseams are 34, no 36, perhaps 38 inches or 40 inches.
When your waist size is greater than 45 or  maybe greater than 55 or 60 inches you are Large.
When 2X is probably not big enough, and they do not list your shoe size in most advertisements, you are Large.
When you are a woman and need to wear a man-sized hat. When you are a man, and have been looking for a hat that fits for several years, you might be Large or at least large-headed, and your grandchildren may be Large.
This blog is about living Large. Now there are clothes and stuff that fits, things we can buy to live our lives, and it doesn’t have to be low quality stuff for designer prices. One of the points of this blog is to help each other find this and help each other being large is a one size fits most world.  The other point is to understand that when we were made, by a God we believe in, to be tall or wide or big.  Our size is not a deficiency.

Some are tall, and some say they are not fat, just under tall. (Shout out to Andrew in FL!)
Some large people are fit. Some are not.  Some are big boned and big framed, and some were once as slender as a birch sapling swaying in the wind.

Most are a lot sexier than they give themselves credit for. They have the beauty that happens when children grow well nourished. Even if they are fat for unhealthy reasons as adults, there is usually a latent attractiveness and regularity of features that come from well fed childhood. It is no accident that “she has a pretty face”. She was blessed with a good body also. She has a body worth treasuring. (This is me talking to myself as well!)  It took health issues for me to understand how much I like my body JUST AS IT IS!

Some large people are accomplished athletes at the peak of fitness.
Some are not. Some never were. All of us are definitely tired of people asking the same annoying sports question.  For instance, “Did you play basketball, football, whatever??” Have you lived through it enough to respond back with your own canned answers for these annoying questions?

“Do you play basketball?” “Do YOU play miniature golf?”

“How is the weather up there?” “Very lovely. Are you getting enough oxygen down there?”

Mr. Clothing Retailer, have you ever noticed how many accomplished, talented, and upper income people are actually larger than average, even in the upper ten percentile of your county, city or state? How can you possibly hope your store, shop, boutique will ever compete with the internet if you do not even have one item that fits someone with good money to spend on clothes or shoes? May I talk a minute to your manager to be specific?  (Memorize this rant! Repeat! YOU, my dear respected Large Person are not the problem!) –HONORA
(Sports responses suggested by SB, thank you.)