Be your own kind of beautiful
The best that you can be.
Smile your own kind of smile.
Find your own identity.
Then heaven's light will shine through you in very special ways.
Just being you is sure to make the world a better place.
Be happy to be who you are.
To your own self be true.
Be your own kind of beautiful you.
I don't recall who wrote this poem, but it brings me back to my teenage years. These words played a major role in helping me through those tough years. I was reminded of the poem that I loved so much last week when my youngest daughter said to me, "Mommy, I'm not pretty. I'm stupid." And no matter what I said to her to the contrary, she insisted that what she was saying was truth. How absolutely heartbreaking to hear those words come out of the mouth of a 4 year old. I am teary-eyed remembering.
I will recite these words to her every day if I must and know it is my job as her mother to help her realize her worth and beauty as a daughter of God.
Friday, September 12, 2008
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