I've been heeled

How many times have you reached for some bread to make a sandwich and realize there’s only one slice of bread left and dare I say it THE  HEEL. You sadly end up only making a half of a sandwich because you wouldn’t dare ever eat the heel. Instead you discard it and cast it off as that undesirable part of the loaf. The heel is the crust, the end, the last slice, the not so pretty part of the bread. I decided to look up more information about this outcast and found out that this part that I have been throwing away all my life is actually healthier than any other part of the bread.  It may be tougher, but it has more dietary fiber, antioxidants and is currently being studied for its fighting properties against colon cancer. Now that’s a very tough slice if I would say so myself. But instead we’d rather go for the inside of the loaf, the nice pretty soft slices.

I compare myself to the heel of bread. Just like my sister heel, I’ve been seen as an outcast in many instances. I’ve been told throughout my life that I’m not the prettiest, I’m hard to talk to or as someone once told me I’m far from someone’s first choice.  I’m the HEEL LOL.  But just like the heel I’m tough, I’ve been through a lot but I’m not broken.  I’ve been able to hold things together for myself and my family just as the heel holds the other slices. I’m a protector standing strong for those I love. To some I may not be the most desirable but I’ll have your back no matter what.  I’d rather be this than the soft part of the bread. The part that gets pierced easily and crumbles under pressure.  

So if you’re a heel like me, be proud of your place. Were tough, strong, able to withstand a bump or a bruise, we are built to last.