When someone tells you that you're beautiful, do you believe it?
Does it take a certain someone to tell you that?
It's like when a random person tells me I'm good at piano or singing. I think to myself, "Yeayea, it was alright. I could've done better." But if a world-renown concert pianist or Josh Groban said the same thing, I'd melt in their arms and love 'em to death. Is that how you're like?
Okay, I guess talents and beauty are a little bit different.
But still. How good are you at accepting praises? And how do you deal with them?
Growing up, I knew I was good at piano. I got confirmations left and right. I won competitions with my eyes closed. Sometimes literally. I could sightread like no other. Hymns were a piece of cake and you could play a random note and I'd tell you what note it was. Learning by ear was easy and perfecting piano pieces came so naturally.
I also knew that I was good at memorizing stuff. Birthdays, phone numbers, U.S. states and capitals, vocabulary and the definitions, etc.
But I was never really told that I was pretty or beautiful. Haha, maybe I wasn't. Maybe I was some pimple-covered, big-glasses, wrinkled-clothing, short girl. How attractive does that sound? Not at all. My parents never really told me that. But then again they hardly ever said, "I love you", either. With my parents it's kinda implied. I know that they know I'm beautiful and that they love me--they just don't have to say it. I finally understand that frustrating concept. But back to the topic at hand, since then, I've been in relationships. I've had really close friendships. And I'm starting to hear the phrases, "You're beautiful!" "Your hair is so pretty." "You look so cute today!" "You really are beautiful..." a lot more often. Even though I may not cringe on the outside, my heart cringes just a bit when I hear that. I don't mean to. And I know that they sincerely mean what they say, and all they mean to do is give a compliment, but something in me just can't accept it.
Blah--------beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Too bad it's possible that the beholder's eye is not her own, also (I'm just gonna use the female pronoun since I'm a girl. ^ ^). It's a shameful reality. That someone cannot see her own beauty. That someone else has to point it out to her. What could've happened in her past to lead her to doubt her beauty. Why hasn't she been able to unveil what lies within her? Why is it so difficult? It frustrates me, too. Some girls I know don't even have to try. They just... are. But instead of coveting the other girls' beauty, we're all made different, aren't we. So what makes you just you and beautiful?
I wish I had a simple formula to cook up and transform people into their beautiful selves.
I'm trying harder to easily accept compliments and realize that it's a waste of time to be so hard on myself. I feel like I'm still waiting for that moment when that one person says, "You're beautiful" and all is right in the world. It's the stupid influence of romantic movies and fantasies. AHHH strike it from my brain and heart. But I think in reality, I really only need confirmation from the One who matters the most: God. Once you find your identity in Him, then everything else just falls into place. All the insecurities.. place them on Jesus' shoulders. All the "imperfections" are from God. He wouldn't have made you any other way.
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i saw some tulips about to bloom outside of strosacker. and then the snow hit. haha, so now they're buried in the snow. but i just wanted to tell myself why i like tulips again.
i like the fact that they're ephemeral. if they lasted forever, then i'd never really appreciate their short-lived beauty. all their life, they're beautiful. it's like that quote from Troy about how the gods envy us mortals because death makes life that much more glorious (that was a horrible paraphrase, but it had that idea, i believe). the fact that they last only one month makes me want to invest all of my time walking outside staring at them. Haha. they offer nothing for me besides color and a smile, but their simple elegance from the bloom to blossom to the opening of the flower, each stage is beautiful.
if tulips are blooming around your area, take the time and smell them, and appreciate their beauty. =)
.....that's all.
have a nice week. ^ ^