Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Beautiful
Last night, with the older children at soccer and the younger ones safely at Camp Grandparents, I took a break from my manic baking efforts (I'm helping a friend with her son's rehearsal dinner this Friday) to grab a quiet dinner with my husband.
As we enjoyed our sushi and contemplated the latest in our world gone mad (what to do about the unsold house in Phoenix, the ever-present school decision, my grandparents' latest round of bad behavior, our ten hour road trip the next day) a woman leaving the restaurant stopped and touched me on the shoulder.
"Excuse me. I just wanted to tell you that you look absolutely beautiful."
"Um, thank you", I stammered, taking a mental inventory of my buzz cut, the loose, sloppy clothing I had worn for an MRI that day, and the hasty dabs of makeup thrown on when I realized, yes, my husband and I were really going out. On a date.
Maybe she was a fellow survivor. Maybe she was just being nice. Maybe she was following the gentle prodding of the Holy Spirit. In any case, I was thankful for her kindness, and admiring of her courage to speak up.
I'm not too sure that I'm beautiful (at least by the standards of the world)...and I've never been good at accepting compliments. But in that one moment I was--and so was she.
As we enjoyed our sushi and contemplated the latest in our world gone mad (what to do about the unsold house in Phoenix, the ever-present school decision, my grandparents' latest round of bad behavior, our ten hour road trip the next day) a woman leaving the restaurant stopped and touched me on the shoulder.
"Excuse me. I just wanted to tell you that you look absolutely beautiful."
"Um, thank you", I stammered, taking a mental inventory of my buzz cut, the loose, sloppy clothing I had worn for an MRI that day, and the hasty dabs of makeup thrown on when I realized, yes, my husband and I were really going out. On a date.
Maybe she was a fellow survivor. Maybe she was just being nice. Maybe she was following the gentle prodding of the Holy Spirit. In any case, I was thankful for her kindness, and admiring of her courage to speak up.
I'm not too sure that I'm beautiful (at least by the standards of the world)...and I've never been good at accepting compliments. But in that one moment I was--and so was she.
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9 Comments:
Awesome. Of course, people who know you think you're beautiful but it's nice to hear it from an unbiased observer, isn't it?
Loved this post. What a nice compliment. And I'm sure you did look beautiful. (I still think you look like Mia. I always liked her look.) I'm sure she also saw your beauty from within shining through. I'm so glad you were able to have a fun night out.
Hugs!
Kat
You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever met, on both the inside and out. You carry off a short "do" better than anyone I know, so I imagine you look fantastic with your buzz cut. I miss you, sweetie, and I miss seeing your beautiful face!!
Those moments are so awesome.
And you are beautiful - inside and out!
Just want to assure you that I continue to pray for the sale of your house here in Phoenix everytime drive by the 35th Ave exit on the Loop 101. Yes, I pray for yours and 3 others who also are seeking for God's buyer in God's time. Thank you for trusting the Lord. It makes such a difference in a person's life. It etches peace and joy onto a person's face...and that is beautiful and that is noticeable.
Pastor Bill
Heather, I don't know if you got my email or not as my computer was acting crazy. Anyway I didn't try to come by because Dougie had a cold and was exposed to chicken pox! I didn't want to risk your getting sick with your still fragile immune system. Love you lots and sorry I missed you.
Heather,
You are completely beautiful inside and out. I will never be able to thank you well enough from this weekend. You are a treasure. Your man is too :-)
Love,
Laurie
Hi
Miss you blogging. Hope all is well.
Hugs!
Kat
Nice people are GREAT!!! :-D
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