Beauty… when you look into a woman’s eyes and see what is in her heart. ~Nate Dircks
Taylor told me today that I am pretty.
It made me cry.
Figures, doesn’t it?
Such a huge part of me that has always wanted, more than anything else, to be a pretty girl.
And I’m just not.
Oh, I’m attractive enough.
My whole family is.
But I’ve always been too smart, too capable, too stubborn, too practical and too much other stuff that overwhelms how I look to be a pretty girl.
And that’s ok.
I really wouldn’t trade all that I am for great beauty. What I am will last forever. Beauty does not.
But I can also honestly say that being told, by Taylor, that I am pretty is one of the best things that has ever happened to me.
I don’t know that he’s ever said it out of the blue like that before, without it being in response to me saying I”m not or asking how I look.
It was…
Really cool.
For that little while I felt pretty.
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I drink a lot of coffee, ride a motorcycle, have an 18 year old son and a decade long relationship that began in a chat room.


awesome!