What you tried to say to me

Saturday, September 18, 2004

Fluff

I’ve often wondered what it felt like to be beautiful. The power must be intoxicating. To walk into a room and know that your wishes could be granted, within reason and to have the adoration of the majority of people you meet, wow. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t an ugly duckling growing up and I was told quite often that my eyes were mesmerizing but I didn’t feel pretty. I felt average. Now that I’m older and I’ve taken a second glance at my childhood photos, I can see that I was once beautiful. I’m glad I wasn’t aware of my outer beauty when I was young because when the beauty fades (and it fades fast) it can be quite devastating. Watching my older sister deal with aging is just sad.

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