A Walk in the Rain

A good friend of mine wrote this, and I wanted to share it with the world. Her view of beauty should inspire us all.

Behold the beauty that is known as me.

I am in no terms absolutely beautiful.
But I believe that I have moments when beauty comes to mind.
I believe that I have beauty in my character,
and in my opinion some days my face is beautiful,
if you think i sound self-centered I don’t mean it to sound that way.
In my opinion every person has something beautiful about them.
It may not be their looks, or character. It could be anything.
It is said that “beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.”
So I guess it all depends who’s point of view you are going by.

Beauty can be found in the detours and the mistakes in life.
I found that detours aren’t always bad, and sometimes the view is better.
So the road has a lot more twists and turns because,
you had to take the route through the countryside but..
I think the curves in the road make it fun.
What does the main road hold?
A straight road, with less surprises and little scenery.
Yeah it’s quicker, and it gets you where you are going but..
It sounds boring, maybe not to everyone but it does to me.

Beauty in life can be found where you least expect it.
A woman who wasn’t ready for a child, accidentally gets pregnant,
one year later the beauty found in her baby’s smile is the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. It’s not what she expected at all.

A man in love with a woman, can describe her as beautiful. He’s not necessarily talking about her body, or looks. He usually means the woman as a whole, everything this woman is. But what one man sees as beautiful, his friend may not see what the man in love does.

Lots of people see a lot of beauty in the world when they are in love, but you don’t have to be in love to see the world as beautiful. Just look around, there may be a lot wrong in the world but the beauty is there. If you take time to look, actually look, not just a passing glance, there are many beautiful things in this world.

alright thats my piece for tonight.

Make a plan to love me.

Kathy.

Original Post

Regardless of the fact that technology is all around us it is easy to feel far away from the people you love. Most of us know what it is like to live far from a loved one, whether it be a family member, close friend or lover, we have all gone through it. As easy as it is to pick up a phone and call the person, we can’t help but feel distant, probably because we are a good distance away. I know from experience that when you have family that live 3,000 miles or so away it is very difficult to get close, stay close, or even communicate sometimes. I love and miss my family very much, and yes at times I do with that I lived closer to them, but then I remember my friends.

Ah, my friends, what would I ever do without them? They are my anchor in this storm tormented sea. As much as I would love to be near my family again, I can’t help but feel as though I would be losing all my friends who I have grown to love very much. I can’t stand the thought of going through life without them.

So as much as we may want to be near those we have always known, you must keep in mind the ones you know now. The ones that have accepted the person you are now, and don’t remember what you look like in diapers. So as hard as it maybe to pick up the phone, you must remember that sometimes it is the best thing you can do.

People always need someone to lean on, and I seem to be that person for many people. I can’t help but wonder why they all come to me. Maybe it is because of my ability to listen or maybe because I am the only one there. One never really knows. I never really ask questions, just sit and listen. Maybe offer some advice here or there, but mainly I just listen. Don’t get me wrong, I am always there for them when they need me and I don’t mind it in the least, in fact with out them coming to me I feel quite useless. But, as I said, I just can’t help but wonder why. Why me?

People have always, and will always, need to ‘fess’ up to someone. I am always that someone. I know many things about many people because of it too. I guess, by now, it is always like I need them to lean against me. I feel so useless when I am unable to help with a problem, or cheer someone up. One of my best friends keeps telling me that my heart is too big, and that I will eventually be hurt because of it. You know what? He is probably right.

I love being able to help people, to make them smile, or amaze them in certain cases. It is just the way I am. I am glad they all trust me enough to tell me their secrets, or whatever happens to be on their minds at the moment. I am just thankful that I am able to help.