I read a quote this morning that got to me: "you don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her". I thought about the past few weeks of my life, my sisters, the amazing 57 women I was able to connect with and speak to on Wednesday night and of the woman I am becoming. I realize I could throw out endless nouns and adjectives to describe what I think it means to be beautiful but that to each of us beautiful is something different.
This morning, as I lay in my bed with coffee and my lap top, I am celebrating beautiful and what it means to me. Beautiful is:
- Love. The ability to love someone is beautiful beyond belief.
- The smell of coffee.
- The first snowfall as it blankets the ground in untouched white.
- A first kiss....and second, third, fourth
- The sound of the water as it laps the beach.
- Fish. (please laugh as you read this - these slippery little creatures make me smile)
- The sun rising and setting.
- My grandmother. This beautiful woman has raised 10 incredible children and lives to love each day like it is her last.
- My mother. If I could write a book about an influential person in my life, this woman would be my story. She has taught me to love unconditionally and without stipulation. My heart exists because of her.
- Ice cream.
- My best friend Allison. She is the most beautiful person I have been lucky to mesh my life with. This momma-to-be of Baby Jake is beautiful beyond measure.
- Forgiveness.
- Midnight mass on Christmas Eve.
- Waking up on Christmas Day with my beautiful little sisters to see what Santa brought.
- Smiling.
- The smell of breakfast. Someday I want a house full of family that smells like pancakes and syrup on Saturday and Sunday mornings.
- Airplane landings. Nothing is more beautiful than knowing I survived the flight :)
- Flowers.
- Random acts of kindness.
- The way it feels to be loved.
- Believing in something or someone.
XOXO (all the way from MN),
Danika
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