Yesterday I needed to go to the craft store for a quick errand during piano lessons.
While checking out, a man, I'll call him "fifty something guy" says to me "She sure is a good baby, she's so easy going and calm." I smiled and said, "Well, she's the 5th, she has to be."
Fifty something guy says to me as I'm paying the cashier, "She's got her mother's eyes."
I turned (I'm sure) pitch red and said, "Yes, she does."
That was the compliment.
"She's got her mother's eyes."
I should call him "Angel guy" instead of "Fifty something guy"
because of the way that made me feel all the way home, and even now as I type this.
One compliment like that, from a complete male stranger goes a long way.
A really long way.
Which is actually kind of funny, because, well, the compliment was actually for the baby, he was actually admiring the baby.
Now, I went home feeling good, but also feeling a little guilty for feeling good, you know that conscience was letting me know that it is so prideful to like and desire such compliments.
I used to be (before children) I'd say, (dare I) well, pretty dang good looking.
I don't think I've ever said that out loud.
I've never acted like I thought I was pretty, but I was and I loved compliments.
I always got the man I wanted by flirting and going after him.
Like a game I guess.
Except my husband, who was a blind date, funny, huh?
Looks can go a long way. They helped me get jobs. They helped in so many things.
It's sad, but true.
Our world loves beauty.
That is a good thing, God made beauty for us. But it's what we do with that beauty, isn't it?
It can be full of pride.
Pride that God knows needs to be humbled.
I look at this extra weight as that cross.
A way God is humbling me.
Now, that doesn't mean that I'm loving it or trying to keep it.
I'm trying every day to lose it.
It's something that is never not on my mind.
It's that weighty issue.
See, in the end, the compliment that made me feel so good and so prideful, actually
Thank you "Angel Guy"!
Disclaimer I must add:
Thank you all, BUT,
I am not looking for blog compliments, really, just wanted to tell the story and get my feelings out there you know.
It was hearing it from a complete male stranger who doesn't know me inside.