Through My Daughters’ Eyes
Today, my daughter sat next to me and played with the photo editor on my phone. It was a reminder of how my girls see me compared to how I see myself.
This is what my youngest did with a photo of me:
Maybe we should all put crown stickers on our mirrors so we can see our value not our imperfections.
My two girls will often tell me I am beautiful, but when I look in the mirror, I have to work hard to try to see past everything that is wrong.
My girls look at me, and they see beauty because they look at me with eyes of love.
I need to do the same.
I know my girls will spend their lives battling not to compare themselves with magazine covers and perfume advertisements. If they look at me and see loveliness, I had better start showing them they are right to see reality as beautiful. They are beautiful inside and out, and I don’t want them to ever doubt it.
Although I want my girls to be like me in many areas, I don’t want their vision to change to match mine. I want to see the way they see.