Today I found myself cleaning. In the process, I found some very interesting things. I want to share one, but as a reader you are not allowed to think less of me in any way. Also, please don't feel obligated to make any sort of comment. This is not a contest to see how many compliments I can receive. It is merely an insane gesture to let you all know a little more about me. Fasten your seat belts, it may be a bumpy ride.
So I found this little scrap of paper that I am pretty sure I wrote during Sacrement meeting one day freshmen year.
"There are so many beautiful people in the world. But whether or not they are beautiful depends purely on the person observing. For the most part, people have pretty much the same opinion. A beauty is a beauty. Then there are the sub par individuals who are beautiful because someone loves them. But back to the regular beautiful people. What makes them so beautiful? There are a million different traits tht combine to make a masterpiece; the curve of the neck, the line of the nose, the shape of the eyes. All of these things can be different but for some reason come together into perfection. There are those who possess a few of these. They seem to have one or two of these traits that give them the air of almost being a beauty, but not quite. They do seem to gain the rest when someone loves them so much that they become the most beautiful girl in the world. Its almost like the saving grace of Christ, bringing as much the rest of the way as needed."
"I have always wanted to be one of those girls. When I was younger, I knew I would never be beautiful. Even at a young age when I was skin and bones I knew that the curve of my neck and the line of my nose weren't it. But I wanted to be that girl that was unexplainably attractive. For some reason she had something. Something that couldn't be named. For some reason she was mysterious and beautiful. I don't know if I've achieved this. I've been told by the only two people I've ever mentioned it to, that I have. But they were good friends, why would they crush me? It doesn't really matter. The truth is, I'll never be satisfied. I say that, but I need to learn to be satisfied. To love me. Maybe someday."
Why I shared? I don't know. But I hope you learned something.
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Hi. This is a very interesting question. I think the biggest indicator of beauty though is personality. If you met the most physically attractive person in the world, who also happened to be unkind and constantly sarcastic they wouldn't seem so beautiful. Or maybe you would say, they are so beautiful, what a shame, what a waste.
Yet I have found people who were not perfect in their outward beauty but because of the light in their eyes, the smile on their lips and the kind way they treated me they became even more beautiful. I didn't love them, per se. But I honored and respected them.
I don't feel that I am a 10 on the beauty scale, but from the way Morgan treated me from the very beginning of my knowing him and the way he has always treated and talked about me, I know that I am at least a 9 in his opinion. (Maybe somedays a 10...if I shower.) JK.
I lost my train of thought but those are some of my thoughts regarding beauty.
The subject of beauty and what makes someone beautiful is one that I have often debated with friends. Repeatedly I have heard the phrase "beauty is in the eye of the beholder". From this point I conclude that if you are not beautiful it is because YOU believe that you are not.
Do you realize that as children, I was extremely jealous of you? Everyone was always ALWAYS commenting on your beauty and your energy. Everyone loved you. Why didn't you believe them?
Believe us now, Shannon. There isn't a person I know that would call you ugly.
Your personality is what makes it or breaks it. You want to be beautiful? Believe that you are.
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