Sometimes I forget. I forget that there are young eyes watching me. I don't forget too often. But I forget with the little things I suppose.
I had an appointment this morning. I left without makeup on. When I returned home, it was almost time to leave for basketball games. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw how tired I looked already. So I put on some makeup before leaving the house again.
My young daughter noticed that I had put makeup on. And she asked why I did that. I told her because I thought looked so tired. She said, "No you didn't. You looked beautiful!".
In all truthfulness, I did look tired. I tire out so easily lately. But, I am my own worst critic sometimes.
Tonight I am thankful for a pair of big brown eyes, much like my own; but ones that see me in a whole different light than I see myself. I am thankful for the reminder that maybe I'm ok just the way I am. And at least I sure am loved just the way I am.
And, just for fun, here is a picture of my crew at our celebratory ice cream after the basketball games!