Quick run to TJs after work. Young woman, maybe 30, tall, attractive, gently enters my field of vision, and says,
"I love your hair color. I wish I could make mine like that." She was polite and sweet, and kind.
I managed an utterly genuine "Thank you." I'm sure it showed in my face as well, as I felt tears a moment after. Once I got home, I realized her hair color is much as mine was at 30, although I already had some grey even then. But, she may get her wish after all.
At the end of a couple of difficult, if not long days, not feeling young, or capable of being attractive, this was a gift of deep grace.
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Never doubt your beauty - inside and out.
Doubting and checking keeps me from sliding into unkindness. I'm still working on practicing compassion. She gave me some, and I appreciate the hell out of that.
Coincidence that you bumped into her at TJs? Maybe you just needed to hear that at that exact moment.
Phil,
I'm just grateful.
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