Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder

Only a small group of WFB readers will fully understand and visualize my current state. I'm sitting cross-legged on my fabulous bed. I am wearing my green polka-dot pajama bottoms (that Laura thinks should have been disposed of many moons ago), the brown top/pink tank I wore to work along with a sizeable piece of copper jewelry. It's cold here in THE Provo. . .so I have my bright pink jacket and socks on--not to mention the quilt wrapped around my little chilly self. My hair is pulled back into a ponytail that I tried to pull off as fashionably chic today--when in actuality, I just didn't feel like dealing with it at all this morning. Even though I'm a sight to behold, I'm grateful today for wonderful experiences that help me grow. . .that help my faith increase. . .that inspire me to be better. . .that motivate me to get up and try again tomorrow.