gratitude*
7/52 of my self-portrait challenge
Yesterday, my friend Liz said the following on Twitter:
"You know, it feels kinda nice when a homeless meth addict tells you your beautiful."
I couldn't help but smile. Of course, it feels nice -- it doesn't matter who tells you you're beautiful, you know?
So I replied, saying as much. Then Robin, who'd witnessed the exchanged, tweeted the following:
"Reminds me of when a precious 91-year-old told me I was the prettiest thing he'd seen. Found out later he was legally blind."
I laughed. But then I responded to both of them:
"There's your proof that beauty is more than just something you see. It's something you feel."
Don't you agree?
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In other news, I've had a lovely week this week, one that began with a complete stranger paying me a compliment out of the blue -- a kindness for which I'm very grateful. And as always, you can see what else I'm grateful for this week on my gratitude blog over at Babble.
With that, have a great weekend, you beautiful people, you.
(P.S. I read this, and decided that I need to get this book. Tell me this isn't the sweetest thing you've seen all day.)