Melania Trump Wrongly Accused

Open any web page or article on Melania Trump, and you’ll be pelted with a barrage of insulting comments ranging from how she’s a miserable person, to being an unhappy wife, to hiding away with her autistic son.

Let’s put on the brakes, shall we.

First of all, Melania is Slovenian. Having Slavic origins in my own ancestry, I can relate to the resting bitch face look – or so it’s called these days. We’re not unfriendly, we’re not unhappy, in fact, we’re content.

In some of these countries, Slovenia included, walking around with a plastic smile on your face is a sign of not being right in the head. Now, if they’re interacting with someone whom they like, they’ll smile with engaged and sparkling eyes. For example, during the inauguration, when Melania’s husband turns around to look at her, she lit up when they made contact. Yes, when he turns back around, she returns to her natural facial position; neutral.  A natural response; especially for someone of Slavic origins.

It’s simply a case of enculturation. Period. It’s not right, nor wrong, just different.  Just open any self-help article or daily quotes and the message is clear to embrace our diversities. I would say that Melania got that memo; I’m not certain that others have.

The next accusation that she gets is that she’s an unhappy wife. How in the love of God could anyone ever know that? She did agree to support her husband in the running, and winning, of one of the most challenging positions in the world. That’s a big responsibility to go through if you are terribly unhappy. Then considering that your life would be thrown under a magnifying lens. I somehow doubt it.  And even if she were, would she be any different from the countless couples who stay together through thick and thin?

Maybe she has more backbone than she’s being credited for.

Melania’s last assault is one on their son, and I find it disheartening. When did society become so horrible that they would attack a young boy to garner attention? Whether their son has or doesn’t have autism, how can she be criticized for protecting their child? It doesn’t matter why she protects him; the key point is that she does.

And that’s a good mother.

I say, let her live, do her job, and leave her to find her way. She just may surprise all the naysayers.

Personally, I would love the opportunity to meet such an interesting woman. I would imagine it would be a fascinating and inspiring conversation.

And as they say, “Behind every good man, is an amazing woman.”

Could she have been wrongly accused?

Two Xmas Favorites

Was your holiday an enjoyable one? I hope so. Our Christmas morning was filled with surprises and good cheer- and I felt like a spoiled kid. 🙂

Here are two gifts that I adore; a Scentsy Burner that is absolutely gorgeous- from my son and daughter-in-law, and a novel- from my sister, by author Nadia Hashimi called, The House Without Windows.

scentsy

This photo doesn’t do this burner justice. It is so lovely.

novel

We enjoyed “Tea & Comfy” at 8 am on Christmas morning; I highly recommend it. That’s the book mentioned above. It hooked my attention straight away. 🙂

Left

Well, there were a number of surprises along the way as I wrote my story, Left. In fact, although the story centers around Phia, her friend Sabi has become a new inspiration for a new story line. Her character has been a lot of fun developing and I certainly think she deserves her own piece of the pie.

Sabi’s life is percolating in the background as I finalize my current projects. I’ll keep you in the loop as it evolves further. 🙂

The View From Here

Paper. That’s what the view is from here. The good news is that the pile is getting smaller each day, so the books are coming soon. My novella, Left, and two Kindle Short Reads; Awake and Just Call Me Spy, will be available for purchase, on Amazon, this fall.

Also, I’m thrilled with the twists and turns my story, Left, has taken. Wait until you meet Sabi. 🙂

In the mean time check out my Facebook page for updates or join me over on Pinterest.

Enjoy your fall!

Cynthia