Look in the mirror before you put your make up on, brush your teeth, or wash your hair. What do you see? It’s kind of like that childhood game. “I spy with my little eye…” and we proceed to list off what we see. As women we do the same thing. We look in the mirror and see that freckle, the bags under our eyes. We see the tiredness, the wrinkles, the extra fat. We “spy” every little detail that isn’t perfect, that we don’t like.
We are more than that. We need to see that, the beauty that is below. True beauty is your heart, the way you treat others, the way you care for your friends, your family, your neighbor, even your enemy.
Those wrinkles, what are they from? Are they from nights of worrying about your now grown child an ill child or caring for those around you? Are they age lines, representative of the many years you have loved, laughed, cried, and gotten angry?
Those circles under your eyes, what are they from? Too many hours up rocking a sick child or a restless baby? Worrying about your teen and if they will make it through this stage? Worrying about how to care for parents in their next stage of life where they cannot care for themselves as easily?
Those freckles – do they remind you of summer days outside with your kids?
How many days did you miss a shower because your morning and day were consumed with tending kids, work, and home?
You are beautiful. You are beautiful with all the imperfections. You have cared for those around you and sometimes it shows in ways we deem un-beautiful but never forget, you are beautiful.
Dirty glasses, greasy hair, no make up, a little too much fat,
and to top it off a mirror that needs cleaned.
All things somewhat masked by a camera that isn’t working so hot anymore
But obvious to my eye as I spy every flaw.