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As I left the hair salon today I wondered, when are we going to start loving ourselves as we are? For a place known as the "Beauty Parlor," I sure heard a lot of non beauty-like talk. "I've got to lose more weight. My arms are giggly. My bum..." You get the picture.

As I paid at the front desk, the receptionist complimented me on my petiteness. I thanked her, stuffing down the need to say, "Oh, gosh, I'm not." Remembering my father's advice to always generously receive a compliment. A contradiction serves no one well and only makes the complimenter uncomfortable, and you, less gracious.

I smiled and said "Thank you very much!" And she continued, "I used to be petite. When I got
married I weighed 106 pounds and in every picture from my honeymoon I have a towel wrapped around me because I thought I looked fat. Can you believe that? Now I weigh forty pounds more, but I'm trying to accept myself the way I look now." I said, "You look beautiful to me."

As I walked to my car I couldn't help but think how differently our lives changed this past year. We've learned when life unkindly smacks you in the face you just don't bother with the piddling, doesn't amount to a hill of beans, nonsense. It's how we love ourselves from the inside that matters, so we can love each other more.