Ladies: Remember The Beauty You Already Are
Dear Daughter,
When we stood in the check-out and you leaned over and said, “What? I can’t hear you?” I could read it right then in your eyes.
Right there by all the glossy magazines screaming at you like a pack of jockeying hawkers.
If you listen long enough to all the loud voices about who you should be, you grow deaf to the beauty of who you are.