It especially means a lot to me because, like you, my ‘beauty’ was always perceived in relation to my being the ‘perfect’ daughter. Came the time when I was unable, in all honesty, to concur with a decision my parents were about to make: a decision which has, since, proved disastrous for them.

You might think that acknowledging the disaster – as they do – would restore my ‘beauty’ in their sight, but sadly that’s not the case. On the contrary, I have become the scapegoat: resented for being right!

Without a belief in a God who created me before the beginning of all worlds, who knit me together in my mother’s womb and who has a purpose and plan for my life, I would find it difficult to believe that I had any inner beauty. So thank you, Alex, for this post. And for reminding me what – this very morning – in much pain and tears, I had forgotten.

There is so much beauty in everyone and everything. Especially small things.

Btw, I say “burd” and “furst” all the time, haha!

Much love to you,

Rose.

Thank you for the beautiful post. You and I share many similarities in our lives. Much of the time you’re writing about things that I’m thinking or feeling. Thank you for always inspiring me. You truly ARE beautiful!

Lisa