The other day I was wearing my favorite shirt. An Obama shirt that my mom bought us when he was first elected. Now you might be deciding that you want to stop reading because it feels as if this will get political but fear not.
Anyhoo, back to the other day. I was wearing my comfy Obama shirt out and being that I live in Texas... I was getting some fairly 'lovely' stares at my attire. It was as if I were target and people were mentally shooting daggers of judgement my way. Now, this is not new to me. You should see the looks I get when I walk into class (
it is my test day shirt) at my private baptist college donning our beloved president. Daggers and confusion I tell you, daggers and confusion.
Now let me tell you the story behind my mr.prez tee. You see it was a few weeks after Obama was elected and one of my mother's patients had a son that was selling these shirts out of his car. One thing you need to know about the Delgado Girls is that we are suckers for anyone selling anything. I can not tell you how many watermelons on the side of the road, purses out of cars and furniture from sidewalk sales we have acquired. It is a weakness. This time was no different. There was a person she knew selling something, my moms huge heart and obviously cash in her purse.
Later that day I remember laying on my mom's bed and she said "Here look what I bought you and Gabby! (throws shirts at me) I bought it to help out my patient's son. Also, you can wear it as a reminder to pray for our new president."
And that was that. Ever since then it has been a reminder of how I should have a heart as big as my mom no matter the differences and to always pray for my president. No matter who they are.
Fast forward to the other day when I was dodging mental daggers of judgement.
I thought these people have no idea why I even wear this shirt. Then I realized that everyday I judge people and have no idea why they really do what they do. Why they say what they say. Why they wear what they wear.
It was a huge reality check. Am I judging people on that part of their life that is the Obama shirt their mom bought them? I probably am.
So thank you mom and Obama shirt for reminding me to have a big heart and try to see the real reasoning behind things.
xx
