Interesting…my Mom sometimes described herself to others as overweight. I saw Mom on diets, while at the same time, working her way through the 10 BX, a fitness program developed by the Royal Canadian Air Force. I used to sit on her legs for a lot of her exercises when I was a wee little thing. I sat on her feet for sit ups.
Mom wasn’t crazy about her freckles…so, in a way, I wondered if she was crazy about mine. She had troubles controlling her curls.
She really didn’t have any idea how beautiful she was/is. I scanned some old photographs while I was home this past couple of weeks. The photographs tell the truth about my mother’s beauty. This is food for thought, my dear friends. As you read my words on this page, consider…are you more beautiful than you think?
I think we are all more beautiful than we think we are and this makes us even more beautiful…
There are certain measures of beauty… aesthetical considerations… and then there is the beauty of someone we love. Those we love seem beautiful to us. They remind us of what we love about them. Thank you very much for sharing these pictures of your mother. It makes it a little easier to imagine her, to picture her in my mind.
I think, when we connect to our inner magnificence we discover the beauty in our whole being.because we find the measures are not what we thought, they’re who we are and how we are in the world.
PS — I found you through Wendy — so lovely to meet you!
Likewise, Louise…some of the things you have written on your blog, this morning, really reached into me. After all, we are all connected and connected to everything. Have a beautiful day.
What a lovely tribute to your mom.
Thank you for this Kathleen