Life is beautiful

I'm not sure if it really is the way I believe or if it really is just this way, but I am a lucky girl.

Saturday, I was lucky enough to have my photos taken with the amazingly lovely Iman Woods (and got made up by Sarah and had my hair done by Dawn). I not only felt so absolutely beautiful. It was so much fun to be made up. (For only a moment I thought that perhaps I should have been living in the 1940s). Beyond what I felt being made up and looking so beautiful - I was more amazed at the discussion that was had among women who undoubtedly, come from totally different backgrounds. About how women are beautiful no matter what shape or size they are.

The discussion reminded me that I must be the voice of beauty for my daughter. Someone who must teach her that she is beautiful. She is perfectly perfect just as she is. I must tell her it is ok to feel however she feels. I must remind her to speak her mind - and MAKE people listen. I must remind her not to listen when others words hurt and stand firm in who she is.

On the way home, I had a moment to think. In this time, I reflected on how I am so lucky. I have these two beautiful kids who are perfect as they are. I am lucky that somehow I have been chosen to be their mom - to show them how to have gratitude daily for their place in life. Yes life is beautiful. So am I and so are my kids.