Underneath It All

I found this quote on Facebook. Absolutely everything about this quote is true about me-except for the makeup and hair bit. Much like my grandmother, I don't leave the house without my lipstick and done hair. I took a look at my travel sisters and noticed something. My suitcase, hair and make-up job was bigger than theirs. These ladies are natural beauties that don't need any or much make-up. I'm a gal that enjoys wearing it and doesn't mind saying I need it. As much as I love wearing it, I also love to wash it off at the end of the day. On the flight here to Shanghai, I watched Men In Black 3. Agent J (Will Smith) travels back in time to 1969 to ward off an assassin alien before the alien attempts to murder Agent K (Tommy Lee Jones). On the way, J "borrows" a car and is stopped by the police who racially profile him. They ask J what kind of work he does as he is an individual of "ethnic persuasion". It is suggested he is a noted athlete. J confirms this by stating he is a starting forward for the Detroit Darkies then proceeds to outsmart and outwit the idiots as he leaves them standing there. This kind of sarcastic retort is right up my ally. When I began taking Josie out in public after we arrived home, occasionally I would get asked if Jo spoke Chinese or if her father was Chinese. My reply was "no" to the first and "I sure as hell hope so." to the second. People's quickness to assume things due to skin color and outward appearance bugs me. When I wash my face down to nothing at the end of the day, I'm still the same woman underneath it all. I bleed red. When Agent J gets punched in the mouth, he bleeds red. When Josie falls down and skins her knee, she bleeds red. When I struggle, I cry. When Agent J finds out the truth about his father, he cries. When Josie feels pain, she cries. You bleed, you cry. We feel the same-underneath it all. We are all human-underneath it all.
Until next time,
Loving the you underneath it all,
M.