I complain like everyone else. Should I? No.I usually look in the mirror and can pick out 17 things to change to make myself "more prettier." Our travels through Thailand today took us to villages where beauty has a whole new meaning.
I met a little girl who changed my views on a few things.
She was working very intently on a scarf while her younger sibling pushed and pulled on her. I asked her how long the scarf she was working on was going to be. "Long," was the simple answer I recieved from her. I asked if I was bothering her and she stopped working and looked at me. "No," another simple answer but her eyes hit mine. "Enjoying visit?" I told her yes. She almost smiled but didn't. I asked her what her favorite color of the scarves was. "Blue." I looked at the scarves and all of the sudden she started saying the apostle's creed and I joined in with her. I asked her why she did that and she pointed to my keychain of the crucifixion. She started asking me about my church. Come to find out she is Catholic. I chatted with her awhile talking about why she wears the coils on her neck. Tradition is a big part of it, I like traditions as much as anyone but I don't know about wearing a coil on my neck. I purchased two scarves from her. I honestly have no idea how you spell her name and I would hate to butcher it. She commented on my make up. I realized how silly it would seem to her that I put all the paints, powder, and creams on me to feel pretty. Just as to her wearing coils makes her feel pretty. I thanked her for talking to me and this time she gave me a beautiful smile.
I walked away feeling many different things. She taught me that simple things really can change a conversation. Sometimes it takes something so simple to really change your outllpok on things.
