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Freckled – Embracing our Differences (Just Jot it January)

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My freckles really pop in the summertime.

Today’s prompt for Just Jot it January is “freckled.” Thanks, Maggie! And thanks to Linda Hill, our #JusJoJan host. For more information, please visit Linda’s post here.

Only 4 to 5 percent of the global population of humans is freckled. That makes me a minority, though as a European American, I’m still wrongfully privileged. I didn’t say “white,” because even though my skin (the part without the freckles) is pretty light, it’s still not white. For me, white does not feel accurate. White tends to set up the dichotomy of black / white, something that I believe increases discord. I like it when I read or hear, “black and brown people.” I’ve said this before, and I’ll say it again, there are a lot of colors between black and white. Still, people have the right to call themselves, and be called, whatever they want when it comes to heritage, nationality, race, etc.

When I was a child, I didn’t like my freckles at all because they were different. Growning up, I never saw people on TV or in magazines who had freckles unless they were goofy or mean. (Okay, there was Opie Taylor who later became Richie Cunningham on Happy Days.) Now, we do see more actors and models who let their freckles show.

Aging gracefully helps us accept who we are, how we are designed. Maybe we can even learn to embrace our so called, “imperfections” which may not be imperfections at all. If freckles are angel kisses, which I’ve heard, then what are lipomas? My dad passed on his lipomatosis to me. I have at least 30 lumps. Is this gross or just a thing where my body happens to clump fat together in benign lumps? Maybe there’s a good reason I don’t know about. If you haven’t figured out by now, I’m writing Stream of Consciousness style. But where to go with this?

In the natural world, we generally don’t think of differences as imperfections. Think of speckled trout, or spotted leopards. Trees come in all shapes and sizes. A sycamore’s bark is mottled after it sheds, and its leaves get age spots. Many differences are by design and make life interesting.

Be sure to visit Linda’s prompt post for more freckled jots!

Author: JoAnna

An open minded, tree-hugging Jesus follower, former counselor, and life-long lover of animals, I'm returning to my creative roots and have published my first book: Trust the Timing, A Memoir of Finding Love Again as well as the short version: From Loneliness to Love.

14 thoughts on “Freckled – Embracing our Differences (Just Jot it January)

  1. Finally, freckles are in 😊

  2. I LOVE the crayon graphic! Yes! And I have always admired freckles, even my own few in past summers.

  3. Pleasant musings on skin colour

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