Recently, my little sister started kindergarten and this morning I was able to take her to school. For anyone that knows me, mornings are not my strong suit. Unless Disneyland or Sea World is involved. Even still, it's a stretch.
So when it was time to take my sister to school, I was still waking up...y'all know the symptoms: Can't talk/won't talk, blurred vision, deep voice, bump into things, the battle of whether or not to even put on a bra...mornings can be rough.
So when it was time to take my sister to school, I was still waking up...y'all know the symptoms: Can't talk/won't talk, blurred vision, deep voice, bump into things, the battle of whether or not to even put on a bra...mornings can be rough.
Moving on! We get to school and she's pumped! All the students are outside waiting in line for their teachers to come outside and get them. My sister is the first one there so I waited with her. As we are waiting, an 8 year old girl ran up to me, her eyes the size of silver dollars and said, "You're REALLY pretty." I'm not sure what MY face did, but considering I had just gotten out of bed, I'm sure it wasn't an award winning smile. She just kept staring at me! Then she said, "I'm gonna come back and talk to you after I put my back pack down!" And of course, she did!
Children have the capabilities to see, hear and speak with the most innocent of tones. This girl had no idea that I had just barely rolled out of bed. With my Brad Paisley T, sweats and Nike slip on's. She also had no idea that I have struggled for a very long time with self image, still do. It's a battle that I'm learning to overcome by doing things because I love myself, not because I hate myself.
She came up to me and told me I was pretty..really pretty. When I didn't feel like it and in my personal opinion, didn't look like it. However, I can safely assume that she saw something beyond that. That clearly, I can't. This isn't about me boasting and saying I'M PRETTY AND YOU'RE NOT!
More simply..I could have easily changed that whole situation and said, "Wow! I actually just got out of bed so I'm really not :/ I need a shower, do my hair, make up, GET DRESSED, but thank you!"
She came up to me and told me I was pretty..really pretty. When I didn't feel like it and in my personal opinion, didn't look like it. However, I can safely assume that she saw something beyond that. That clearly, I can't. This isn't about me boasting and saying I'M PRETTY AND YOU'RE NOT!
More simply..I could have easily changed that whole situation and said, "Wow! I actually just got out of bed so I'm really not :/ I need a shower, do my hair, make up, GET DRESSED, but thank you!"
I have been wondering ever since..What did she see and why am I not seeing it? I found this quote on pinterest a few nights ago and it has changed my way of how I view myself entirely. It is the honest to goodness truth! My authentic self is my best self; even it's a Brad Paisley T, sweats and Nike slip on's.
