People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.”
Although three years have passed since this was written, her beauty shines brighter than ever and these words ring true. Happy Birthday, Mom!
Sometime during my years of teenage angst,when daydreams of my future husband seemed to fill endlesshours of my existence, I recall asking my dad to tell me about the first time he sawmy mom. Immediately, an affectionate grin crossedhis face, a sparkle entered his eye and without hesitation, he reminisced.As if he were watching a replay on the big screen, with keen clarity he willingly described the moment.
“She was walking down the sidewalk in downtownLibertyville, her head held high, with confidence and poise, holding thehand of her young son in hers.” Thegrin expanded into a smileas he continued, “…and shehad thosebeautiful, long legs too.”
Never have I forgotten this encounter with my dad. While he did not hesitate to mention her physical beauty, it was not the first thing he noticed about her. Instead, it was herstrength and dignity.For…
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