Yes, Yes. I know. I WAS so cute.

Sigh. I had a neighbor over who wanted to see our family pictures. Of course, I jumped at the chance to look over my chubby cheeked babies pictures. As I just knew she would, *grin*, she adored the pics of the kids, so I couldnt help but share our wedding album with her.

As soon as the first page was turned, out of her mouth flew 'No, that isnt you!'. I laughed it off and said 'I know, I know, I have put on some weight'. To which she replied, 'And it looks like you used to wear make up'.

I felt me stomach start to turn. I do wear make now, but in the land of toddlers make up isnt quite as important as it once was. To be frank, I doubt if my kids notice when I wear make up or not they are so little. It is applied for church, bible study, or any other event with more than a close handful of friends, and that's about it these days.

With each turn of the page there seemed to be a new comment. 'You were so pretty!', 'Your hair was so gorgeous', 'You were so cute'. It was all the 'WERE's that were bringing my insides to tears and total disgust with myself.

I sat patiently listening to her comments with understanding that it was all true. Believe me, this women woudlnt hurt a fly. She just doesnt think things through before she speaks. She looked, and I sat, and sat, and sat, just waiting for the album to be over. Then came the knife to any thread of feeling relatively cute that I had left in me... Get ready for it, DUN, DUN, DUN......'I wouldnt have never known that was you if you wouldnt have told me.'

Oh friends, this makes me want to crawl in a cave and eat Dove chocolates until I meet my Maker. I havent quite come to the place where those comments are motivating factors. I will, because I am a glass half full person. It just may take some prayer and encouragement first!


Rachael
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