Isaiah 6:8

8 Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?”And I said, “Here am I. Send me!”

Monday, February 23, 2009

Bless Her Little Heart


I love my daughter. Isn't she cute here? She was 2 in this picture and it was made 26 years ago. Time sure did fly.....I was having so much fun and I woke up one morning and she was a bride. She is probably one of the most precious people who breathes on the earth. When she enters a room the room lights up with her effervescence. Everyone that meets her thinks she is special, so it is not just the fact that I am her mom, other people believe it too. I have always felt sorry for her though....because I was her mom. You must understand.....I am not a hair fixing, make-up wearing, fashion statement kind of mom....so she had no training in that area....what she got....she got from her friends. Her hair....unless someone else did it....was always filled with little bows I made....and never french braided....because I can't. There I said it! I can't french braid. I have never used a curling iron on myself....so how could I teach her to use one? I am au naturale....what you see is what you get.....so bless her little heart....there was no mom to teach her the rudiments of makeup and eyelash curlers. I used to look at my friends little girls and wish that Kat could have a mom more like them....but she didn't.....she had me! You know the funny thing....no matter how many lessons she did not get in the finer concepts of hair doing and makeup wearing she turned out ok....inspite of me. 1 Peter 3:3 says, "Do not let your adornment be merely outward-arranging the hair, wearing gold, or putting on fine apparel." I wish I could say this was why I am like I am....but I it isn't. I just never liked gunk on my face. Kathryn has matured into such a lovely young woman....she has God in her heart and in her house....and her outward appearance....well it is just a representation of what is on the inside. She is beautiful...inside and out. I learned a valuable lesson from her when she had her 28th birthday. It did not matter to her that I could not fix her hair....or that I did not show her all about wearing makeup....what mattered to her most was that I loved her....and was there for her.....through successes and through failures......and you know....I have a heavenly Father who is there for me....no matter what....and he does not care either that I cannot fix hair like other women do....or that I can't make up a Cover Girl face....what matters to Him is that I spend time with Him...and love Him with all my heart. Thank goodness His mirror is skewed! Whew....it is a good thing that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Happy Monday to you all....and to all a good night!

4 comments:

wind6 said...

Like mother - like daughter...

"She is probably one of the most precious people who breathes on the earth. When she enters a room the room lights up with her effervescence. Everyone that meets her thinks she is special"

Queenie Jeannie said...

What a blessing! You to your daughter, and your daughter to you!!! Being a Mom is soooo much more than doing hair and makeup. Just being there, in each precious moment, is what matters most!

lagirl said...

I sure hope your daughter reads your Blog. Who wouldn't love to read those sweet things about themself??!! You gave your DD what was important and lasting.

Tell the truth.
YOU CAN"T USE A CURLING IRON???? I'm gonna have to come there and give you some remedial hair care lessons! LOL And, I think I was probably born with make-up on, Girl.

Ms. Marty said...

I just can't believe you do not know how to use a curling iron. Guess what. I don't either. And a blow dryer is a waste of money. Now I can comb/brush my hair, but that is about it. I am still one of those old fashioned people that has a beauty shop appointment every week. I call it my therapy day. As far as make-up goes, I think I was around 21ish when I started to seriously wear it. Oh, I dabbed a little lipstick (very lightly) on in high school. But you know my Mom was a beautician and why did I have to worry with learning how to do that hair stuff and besides I had naturally curly hair until I had Trina. Then it just feel straight, but it seems to be coming back some. If one more thing pops up that we are alike in, I think we need to do some serious research. I'm loving it.