They are the pretty ones. Their makeup is flawless, hair shiny and coiffed. Their look is arranged right down to the bulging biceps or slim waist.
They are admired by the masses, and the masses monitor themselves by the pretty mirror.
Son, I know you are attracted to pretty. We all are at first. True beauty, however, goes much deeper and reveals itself through many layers.
Beauty sometimes blossoms in the smallest, most fragile form, and may only reveal itself in that
fleeting, delightful moment.
A colorful display is not necessary to experience the deep sweetness of beauty. We may need to close our eyes sometimes to sense it.
However, when beauty unfolds in the harshest, most difficult conditions you know it has reached it’s
truest depth and strength.
To find beauty, son, tend your own garden, and the beauty will find you.
Mary Kathryn Johnson
Author ~ Entrepreneur ~ Mom
