This evening I was at my cousin's house for a joint birthday party for two of her children. The living room cleared out and I was sitting caddy-cornered to my grandfather. I had been looking at my reflection in the glare in the window and thinking what a mess I was. My hair and I are not getting along right now. It also needs to be colored and/or highlighted again. My stomach was sticking out and my spare tires were being accentuated. I was sitting there thinking , wow you are pitiful. Look at that stomach, look at your fat face in that reflection, your clothes are out of date and non-becoming, your hair is sad. You are one ugly thing right now and you are in a funk and looking uglier and fatter by the day. All of this was in my mind as I looked at my reflection.
All of a sudden , out of the blue, my 95 year old grandfather looked at me and said....
" You sure look pretty tonight. I don't know why tonight you look so much prettier than usual but you really do."
I wanted to cry. It is like God made him say that because only God knows my thoughts.
I hope to remember that in years to come and a special memory of my grandfather and saying what I needed to hear at the moment I needed to hear it.