Saturday, July 16, 2011

pretty is as pretty does {#2}


I really want to install another pretty-doer post.  But, it’s so hard because there are so many beautiful, influential women in my life.  So, I wanted to put a quick disclaimer:  Just because I haven’t featured someone in a post yet does not mean I do not find them either beautiful or influential.  Also, these are in no particular order.  These are meant to celebrate and thank these women, but I do not want anyone to get their feelings hurt. Good? Good. That is all.

So for this post, I’d like to take you back to my younger years.  I was five years old when I made the best decision of my life and asked Jesus to be my number one guy.  I know I was really young, and I don’t remember every perfect detail of that night, but I do remember some important parts.

I remember that my parents weren’t home that night and that my babysitter Miss (now Mrs.) Susan was watching my three younger brothers and me.  I also remember that she had her Bible and was reading it. 

Now, I don’t remember what she was reading or if she even read it to me, but I do remember it having an impact on me.  Because that night when my dad got home, I started asking questions and I ended up praying one life-changing prayer.

Susan continued to be a positive influence in my life. 

She continued to babysit my brothers and me for years.  I can remember thinking she was one of prettiest people I knew.  She was always, always, always in a great mood.  I don’t remember her getting angry or losing her temper with us, though I’m pretty sure we gave her plenty of reasons to do so.

Susan was always so much fun.  She went with us on our family vacation to the beach and played with us in the waves.  She dressed up with us at Halloween and took all four of us trick-or-treating.  She watched thousands of movies, read hundreds of books and played dozens of games.  She was great.

She was also my very first piano teacher.  I cannot tell you the hours and hours of patience she displayed during hour-long lessons with this frizzy-haired eight-year-old who refused to practice.  I used to love going to her house because she always had the best treats.

Susan also gave me my first prayer journal those many, many years ago {I still have it}!  And because of that, I still keep one today, a practice that has done wonders for my relationship with God.

Susan and I on her wedding day. {Yes, I'm aware this is the most obvious caption ever.}

If I really think about it, Susan really influenced my thoughts on beauty in a positive way.  She always emphasized maintaining spiritual beauty, but she also showed me that you can still enjoy your physical beauty.

Susan is the one who taught me how to French braid my hair {or really I picked it up while she unsuccessfully tried to teach my mom how to French braid my hair}.  She would bring her fingernail polish over to my house for pedicures all the time.  It was in her wedding that I got to wear makeup for the first time.  And, when I started wearing makeup regularly, I bought it from her at a Mary Kay party.

Needless to say, Susan probably had a larger impact on my life than even she knows.  And though I don’t get to see her as often as I’d like, I still think she is one of the most gorgeous women I know. 

Now she is busy raising a family of her own, and has three beautiful kids {two of which I have had the privilege of watching a couple times}.  She is still a perfect example that beautiful is not just about how you look but about how you act.  You never know how those actions are affecting others.

So just remember, pretty is as pretty does.

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