Letter From A Mother

[dandelion]

Dear Ming,

You asked me, "Do you think I am beautiful, Mum?" I always reply, you are the most beautiful girl in the world, and you would answer, "You only say that because you are my mother." Yes, I am your mother and I know you better than anybody else does. Your long black hair, small almond-shaped eyes, slightly oval face and your nose which you complain is too big, are lovely to me. When you smile or laugh, you look joyful. And that is beauty. No wonder you are popular among your friends. Your joy comes from the knowledge that Papa and I love you, and the peace that is within you.

Remember Roald Dahl's 'The Twits'? Mrs Twits had quite a nice face when she was young. But over the years, she became ugly because she had ugly thoughts, "You can have a large nose and a crooked mouth and a double-chin, but if you have good thoughts they will shine through and you will always look lovely," says Roald Dahl.
Some people call this inner beauty. Inner beauty makes other people feel beautiful. Saying thanks to the bus driver makes his driving a more pleasant task. Giving up a seat for a pregnant mother makes her feel appreciated. Little deeds of kindness can only come from one who is at peace with herself.

However, being well-dressed and well-groomed are important too. That is how others judge you. It is the picture you show to the world, and although it is superficial people judge you by your appearance. Moreover, looking good also helps to boost your self-confidence. But, looks alone will not decide your happiness. Women whose self-esteem depends on staying young and beautiful would feel terrible as they grow old. It is the peace in your heart that will give you the strength and confidence to go through difficult times.

So Beautiful, don't worry about that nose.

Love,
Mum


(Adapted from "Beauty" in My Daughter, My Friend:
Letters to a Daughter by Irene Chua)

[crystalgaze]

That was interesting. It reminds me to keep doing my best to let [my] light shine through as much as I can.

Hhmm....