Another hike today. With an long time (and old) friend.
I took a picture of her and said “oh my gosh, you are beautiful! You’ll love this picture!”
She looked and giggled. I don’t like the word “giggled” but it’s what she does. She told me to give her my phone so she could take a picture of me.
We looked at it. Started hiking. She made a comment about the pictures. I told her she was photogenic and that picture was beautiful (again).
Without pause she said “you didn’t look beautiful”. Pause for effect. “You look athletic”.
Anybody need a friend?
I am so very much kidding. I wouldn’t give her up. For anything.
Here’s the thing.
Without even thinking about it she said the very thing that I would have wanted to hear. I feel happier, and more complimented, that she told me I look athletic (though now she’s trying to say she called me “Sporty Spice”-she did not).
I see my energy and ability, willingness and need to be active, as beautiful. To me my beauty isn’t in how I look. It’s in how I act, who I am, and what I mean to others.
We all need friends who know us well enough to be truthful. Without having to worry about saying it ‘right’. But just sharing our truths with us.